`` Oh , Davy , do n't swear , '' gasped Dora in dismay . '' ` Darn ' is n't swearing -- not real swearing . And I do n't care if it is , '' retorted Davy recklessly . `` Well , if you MUST say dreadful words do n't say them on Sunday , '' pleaded Dora . Davy was as yet far from repentance , but in his secret soul he felt that , perhaps , he had gone a little too far . `` I 'm going to invent a swear word of my own , '' he declared . `` God will punish you if you do , '' said Dora solemnly . `` Then I think God is a mean old scamp , '' retorted Davy . `` Does n't He know a fellow must have some way of ` spressing his feelings ? '' `` Davy !!! '' said Dora . She expected that Davy would be struck down dead on the spot . But nothing happened . `` Anyway , I ai n't going to stand any more of Mrs. Lynde 's bossing , '' spluttered Davy . `` Anne and Marilla may have the right to boss me , but SHE has n't . I 'm going to do every single thing she told me not to do . You watch me . '' In grim , deliberate silence , while Dora watched him with the fascination of horror , Davy stepped off the green grass of the roadside , ankle deep into the fine dust which four weeks of rainless weather had made on the road , and marched along in it , shuffling his feet viciously until he was enveloped in a hazy cloud . `` That 's the beginning , '' he announced triumphantly . `` And I 'm going to stop in the porch and talk as long as there 's anybody there to talk to .
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