But I drove you to it.

So if you'll forgive me, Anne, I'll forgive you and we'll start square again.

And now get yourself ready for the picnic." Anne flew up like a rocket.
"Oh, Marilla, isn't it too late ?" "No, it's only two o'clock.

They won't be more than well gathered yet and it'll be an hour before they have tea.

Wash your face and comb your hair and put on your gingham.