There's something I've GOT to tell you, Anne.

I suppose it will make you despise me, but I MUST confess it.

Anne, there have been times this past winter and spring when I have HATED you." "I KNEW it," said Anne calmly.
"You KNEW it ?" "Yes, I saw it in your eyes." "And yet you went on liking me and being my friend." "Well, it was only now and then you hated me, Leslie.

Between times you loved me, I think." "I certainly did.

But that other horrid feeling was always there, spoiling it, back in my heart.