A tear-stained face appeared, looking tragically over the banisters.
"Come down to your dinner, Anne." "I don't want any dinner, Marilla," said Anne, sobbingly.

"I couldn't eat anything.

My heart is broken.

You'll feel remorse of conscience someday, I expect, for breaking it, Marilla, but I forgive you.

Remember when the time comes that I forgive you.