And I think I have been punished so much that you needn't be very cross with me, Marilla.

It's not a bit nice to faint, after all.
And the doctor hurt me dreadfully when he was setting my ankle.

I won't be able to go around for six or seven weeks and I'll miss the new lady teacher.

She won't be new any more by the time I'm able to go to school.
And Gil--everybody will get ahead of me in class.

Oh, I am an afflicted mortal.