Chapter 11
173 to ask the printed question from the quarterly and look sternly over its edge at the particular little girl she thought ought to answer the question. She looked very often at Anne and Anne (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)thanks to Marilla’s drilling(end superscript) answered promptly: but it may be questioned if she understood very much about either question or answer.
“Well, (begin superscript)C6(end superscript) how did you like Sunday school?” Marilla wanted to know when Anne came home. D6
“I didn’t like it a bit. It was horrid.
“Anne Shirley!” said Marilla rebukingly.
Anne sat down on the rocker with a long sigh, kissed one of Bonny’s leaves, and waved her hand to a blossoming fuchsia.
“They might have been lonesome
LMM Notes
LMM Note C6
She did not think she liked Miss Rogerson, and she felt very miserable; every other little girl in the class had puffed sleeves. Anne felt that life was really not worth living without puffed sleeves.
LMM Note D6
(begin strikethrough)Anne ha(end strikethrough) Her wreath having faded Anne had discarded it in the lane, so Marilla was spared the knowledge of that for a time.