That will be just about the same thing as a sermon.

Please, mayn't I go, Marilla ?" "You heard what I said, Anne, didn't you?
Take off your boots now and go to bed.

It's past eight." "There's just one more thing, Marilla," said Anne, with the air of producing the last shot in her locker.

"Mrs.Barry told Diana that we might sleep in the spare-room bed.

Think of the honor of your little Anne being put in the spare-room bed." "It's an honor you'll have to get along without.