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knee. It just looked as if I were studying (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)Canadian(end superscript) history, you know, while all the while I was revelling in Ben Hur. I was so interested in it that I never noticed Miss Stacy coming down the aisle until until all at once I just looked up and there she was, looking down at me (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)so reproachful like.(end superscript) I can’t tell you how ashamed I felt, Marilla, (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)especially when I heard Josie Pye giggling. (end superscript)Miss Stacy took Ben Hur away, but she never said a word then. She kept me in at recess and talked to me. She said I had done very wrong in two respects. First, I was wasting the time I ought to have put on my studies; and secondly I was deceiving my teacher in trying to make it appear I was reading a history when it was only a story-book instead. I had never realized until that moment, Marilla, that what I was doing was deceitful. I was shocked. I cried bitterly and asked