No, not a word." Anne realized that Marilla was not to be moved.

She clasped her hands together, gave a piercing shriek, and then flung herself face downward on the bed, crying and writhing in an utter abandonment of disappointment and despair.
"For the land's sake!" gasped Marilla, hastening from the room.

"I believe the child is crazy.

No child in her senses would behave as she does.

If she isn't she's utterly bad.