If you'll get me a cup of tea I'll be thankful.

I'm about done out.

Don't say anything about this to any one for a spell yet, anyway.

I can't bear that folks should come here to question and sympathize and talk about it." When Marilla had eaten her lunch Anne persuaded her to go to bed.

Then Anne went herself to the east gable and sat down by her window in the darkness alone with her tears and her heaviness of heart.