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1ON the Monday evening before the picnic Marilla came down from her room with a troubled face. "Anne," she said to that
2small personage, who was shelling peas by the spotless table and singing, "Nelly of the Hazel Dell" with a vigor and
3expression that did credit to Diana's teaching, "did you see anything of my amethyst brooch? I thought I stuck it in my
4pincushion when I came home from church yesterday evening, but I can't find it anywhere." "I--I saw it this afternoon
5when you were away at the Aid Society," said Anne, a little slowly. "I was passing your door when I saw it on the
6cushion, so I went in to look at it." "Did you touch it?" said Marilla sternly. "Y-e-e-s," admitted Anne, "I took it up
7and I pinned it on my breast just to see how it would look." "You had no business to do anything of the sort. It's very
8wrong in a little girl to meddle. You shouldn't have gone into my room in the first place and you shouldn't have touched
9a brooch that didn't belong to you in the second. Where did you put it?" "Oh, I put it back on the bureau. I hadn't it
10on a minute. Truly, I didn't mean to meddle, Marilla. I didn't think about its being wrong to go in and try on the
11brooch; but I see now that it was and I'll never do it again. That's one good thing about me. I never do the same
12naughty thing twice." "You didn't put it back," said Marilla. "That brooch isn't anywhere on the bureau. You've taken it
13out or something, Anne." "I did put it back," said Anne quickly--pertly, Marilla thought. "I don't just remember whether
14I stuck it on the pincushion or laid it in the china tray. But I'm perfectly certain I put it back." "I'll go and have
15another look," said Marilla, determining to be just. "If you put that brooch back it's there still. If it isn't I'll
16know you didn't, that's all!" Marilla went to her room and made a thorough search, not only over the bureau but in every
17other place she thought the brooch might possibly be. It was not to be found and she returned to the kitchen. "Anne, the
18brooch is gone. By your own admission you were the last person to handle it. Now, what have you done with it? Tell me
19the truth at once. Did you take it out and lose it?" "No, I didn't," said Anne solemnly, meeting Marilla's angry gaze
20squarely. "I never took the brooch out of your room and that is the truth, if I was to be led to the block for
21it--although I'm not very certain what a block is. So there, Marilla." Anne's "so there" was only intended to emphasize
22her assertion, but Marilla took it as a display of defiance. "I believe you are telling me a falsehood, Anne," she said
23sharply. "I know you are. There now, don't say anything more unless you are prepared to tell the whole truth. Go to your
24room and stay there until you are ready to confess." "Will I take the peas with me?" said Anne meekly. "No, I'll finish
25shelling them myself. Do as I bid you." When Anne had gone Marilla went about her evening tasks in a very disturbed
26state of mind. She was worried about her valuable brooch. What if Anne had lost it? And how wicked of the child to deny
27having taken it, when anybody could see she must have! With such an innocent face, too! "I don't know what I wouldn't
28sooner have had happen," thought Marilla, as she nervously shelled the peas. "Of course, I don't suppose she meant to
29steal it or anything like that. She's just taken it to play with or help along that imagination of hers. She must have
30taken it, that's clear, for there hasn't been a soul in that room since she was in it, by her own story, until I went up
31tonight. And the brooch is gone, there's nothing surer. I suppose she has lost it and is afraid to own up for fear
32she'll be punished. It's a dreadful thing to think she tells falsehoods. It's a far worse thing than her fit of temper.
33It's a fearful responsibility to have a child in your house you can't trust. Slyness and untruthfulness--that's what she
34has displayed. I declare I feel worse about that than about the brooch. If she'd only have told the truth about it I
35wouldn't mind so much." Marilla went to her room at intervals all through the evening and searched for the brooch,
36without finding it. A bedtime visit to the east gable produced no result. Anne persisted in denying that she knew
37anything about the brooch but Marilla was only the more firmly convinced that she did. She told Matthew the story the
38next morning. Matthew was confounded and puzzled; he could not so quickly lose faith in Anne but he had to admit that
39circumstances were against her. "You're sure it hasn't fell down behind the bureau?" was the only suggestion he could
40offer. "I've moved the bureau and I've taken out the drawers and I've looked in every crack and cranny" was Marilla's
41positive answer. "The brooch is gone and that child has taken it and lied about it. That's the plain, ugly truth,
42Matthew Cuthbert, and we might as well look it in the face." "Well now, what are you going to do about it?" Matthew
43asked forlornly, feeling secretly thankful that Marilla and not he had to deal with the situation. He felt no desire to
44put his oar in this time. "She'll stay in her room until she confesses," said Marilla grimly, remembering the success of
45this method in the former case. "Then we'll see. Perhaps we'll be able to find the brooch if she'll only tell where she
46took it; but in any case she'll have to be severely punished, Matthew." "Well now, you'll have to punish her," said
47Matthew, reaching for his hat. "I've nothing to do with it, remember. You warned me off yourself." Marilla felt deserted
48by everyone. She could not even go to Mrs. Lynde for advice. She went up to the east gable with a very serious face and
49left it with a face more serious still. Anne steadfastly refused to confess. She persisted in asserting that she had not
50taken the brooch. The child had evidently been crying and Marilla felt a pang of pity which she sternly repressed. By
51night she was, as she expressed it, "beat out." "You'll stay in this room until you confess, Anne. You can make up your
52mind to that," she said firmly. "But the picnic is tomorrow, Marilla," cried Anne. "You won't keep me from going to
53that, will you? You'll just let me out for the afternoon, won't you? Then I'll stay here as long as you like afterwards
54cheerfully. But I must go to the picnic." "You'll not go to picnics nor anywhere else until you've confessed, Anne."
55"Oh, Marilla," gasped Anne. But Marilla had gone out and shut the door. Wednesday morning dawned as bright and fair as
56if expressly made to order for the picnic. Birds sang around Green Gables; the Madonna lilies in the garden sent out
57whiffs of perfume that entered in on viewless winds at every door and window, and wandered through halls and rooms like
58spirits of benediction. The birches in the hollow waved joyful hands as if watching for Anne's usual morning greeting
59from the east gable. But Anne was not at her window. When Marilla took her breakfast up to her she found the child
60sitting primly on her bed, pale and resolute, with tight-shut lips and gleaming eyes. "Marilla, I'm ready to confess."
61"Ah!" Marilla laid down her tray. Once again her method had succeeded; but her success was very bitter to her. "Let me
62hear what you have to say then, Anne."
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