Then--then I knew.
I felt as if someone had struck me a terrible blow.

I didn't say anything--I couldn't speak--but I don't know what I looked like.

I'm so afraid my face betrayed me.

Oh, I would die of shame if I thought he knew--or suspected." Anne was miserably silent, hampered by her deductions from her conversation with Owen.

Leslie went on feverishly, as if she found relief in speech.
"I was so happy all this summer, Anne--happier than I ever was in my life.