ThenextdaywasSundayandastherainpoureddownintorrentsfromdawntillduskAnnedidnotstirabroadfromGreenGables。
MondayafternoonMarillasentherdowntoMrs。Lynde’sonanerrand。InaveryshortspaceoftimeAnnecameflyingbackupthelanewithtearsrollingdownhercheeks。Intothekitchenshedashedandflungherselffacedownwardonthesofainanagony。
\"Whateverhasgonewrongnow，Anne？\"queriedMarillaindoubtanddismay。\"Idohopeyouhaven’tgoneandbeensaucytoMrs。Lyndeagain。\"
NoanswerfromAnnesavemoretearsandstormiersobs！
\"AnneShirley，whenIaskyouaquestionIwanttobeanswered。