found Anne on her bed. Anne cried bitterly.
"Anne,” Marilla said.
No answer.
"Anne, get off that bed and listen to what I say to you.”
Anne squirmed off the bed and sat rigidly on a chair beside it.
"Anne! Aren't you ashamed of yourself?”
"She has no right to call me ugly and redheaded,” retorted Anne.
"You haven't any right to talk the way you did to her, Anne. I was ashamed of you – thoroughly ashamed of you. You disgraced me. I don't understand what happened. Mrs. Lynde said you were red-haired and homely. You say it yourself often enough.”
"Oh, but there's such a difference between yourself and other people!” wailed Anne. "I suppose you think I have an awful temper. When she said those things something just rose right up in me and choked me.”
"I don't say that I think Mrs. Lynde was exactly right, Anne,” she admitted in a softer tone. "Rachel is too outspoken. But that is no excuse for your behavior. She was an elderly person and my visitor. You were rude. So you must go to her and tell her you are very sorry for your bad temper and ask her to forgive you.”
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