"Yes, I know.
You don't like to be thanked.

But you have been like a mother to me in my trouble, and--I shall always remember it." The blue eyes began to twinkle humorously.

The hand that held hers closed with a very friendly pressure.
"Well," drawled the kindly American voice, "I'll be shot if that isn't the kindest thing that anyone ever said to me.

And I believe you meant it too." "Yes, I meant it," Anne said.
And though she smiled also there was genuine feeling in her words..