But his congratulations died on his lips at sight of Anne's face.
"Why, Anne, what is the matter?
I expected to find you radiant over winning Rollings Reliable prize.

Good for you!" "Oh, Gilbert, not you," implored Anne, in an ET-TU BRUTE tone.

"I thought YOU would understand.

Can't you see how awful it is ?" "I must confess I can't.

WHAT is wrong ?" "Everything," moaned Anne.