But it was a little humiliating to know that there was no danger of it.
"Nonsense," said Diana, whose black eyes and glossy tresses had played such havoc with the hearts of Avonlea schoolboys that her name figured on the porch walls in half a dozen take-notices.

"It's only meant as a joke.

And don't you be too sure your name won't ever be written up.
Charlie Sloane is DEAD GONE on you.

He told his mother--his MOTHER, mind you--that you were the smartest girl in school.

That's better than being good looking." "No, it isn't," said Anne, feminine to the core.