Anne’sConfessionONtheMondayeveningbeforethepicnicMarillacamedownfromherroomwithatroubledface。
\"Anne，\"shesaidtothatsmallpersonage，whowasshellingpeasbythespotlesstableandsinging，\"NellyoftheHazelDell\"withavigorandexpressionthatdidcredittoDiana’steaching，\"didyouseeanythingofmyamethystbrooch？IthoughtIstuckitinmypincushionwhenIcamehomefromchurchyesterdayevening，butIcan’tfinditanywhere。\"
\"I——IsawitthisafternoonwhenyouwereawayattheAidSociety，\"saidAnne，alittleslowly。\"IwaspassingyourdoorwhenIsawitonthecushion，soIwentintolookatit。\"
\"Didyoutouchit？\"saidMarillasternly。
\"Y-e-e-s，\"admittedAnne，\"ItookitupandIpinneditonmybreastjusttoseehowitwouldlook。\"