I do hope you won't be offended because I can't eat.

Everything is extremely nice, but still I cannot eat." "I guess she's tired," said Matthew, who hadn't spoken since his return from the barn.

"Best put her to bed, Marilla." Marilla had been wondering where Anne should be put to bed.

She had prepared a couch in the kitchen chamber for the desired and expected boy.

But, although it was neat and clean, it did not seem quite the thing to put a girl there somehow.