You're--you're going to give her something to eat, aren't you ?" "When did you ever hear of me starving people into good behavior ?" demanded Marilla indignantly.

"She'll have her meals regular, and I'll carry them up to her myself.

But she'll stay up there until she's willing to apologize to Mrs.Lynde, and that's final, Matthew." Breakfast, dinner, and supper were very silent meals--for Anne still remained obdurate.

After each meal Marilla carried a well-filled tray to the east gable and brought it down later on not noticeably depleted.
Matthew eyed its last descent with a troubled eye.

Had Anne eaten anything at all?
When Marilla went out that evening to bring the cows from the back pasture, Matthew, who had been hanging about the barns and watching, slipped into the house with the air of a burglar and crept upstairs.