Anne had gone over to Orchard Slope with Diana and came back to find Marilla in the kitchen , sitting by the table with her head leaning on her hand . Something in her dejected attitude struck a chill to Anne 's heart . She had never seen Marilla sit limply inert like that . `` Are you very tired , Marilla ? '' `` Yes -- no -- I do n't know , '' said Marilla wearily , looking up . `` I suppose I am tired but I have n't thought about it . It 's not that . '' `` Did you see the oculist ? What did he say ? '' asked Anne anxiously . `` Yes , I saw him . He examined my eyes . He says that if I give up all reading and sewing entirely and any kind of work that strains the eyes , and if I 'm careful not to cry , and if I wear the glasses he 's given me he thinks my eyes may not get any worse and my headaches will be cured . But if I do n't he says I 'll certainly be stone-blind in six months . Blind ! Anne , just think of it ! '' For a minute Anne , after her first quick exclamation of dismay , was silent . It seemed to her that she could NOT speak . Then she said bravely , but with a catch in her voice : `` Marilla , DO N'T think of it . You know he has given you hope .
If you are careful you wo n't lose your sight altogether ; and XXXXX his glasses cure your headaches it will be a great thing . ''
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