I couldn't go to sleep till I'd told somebody." "Told somebody what ?" "How mis'rubul I am." "Why are you miserable, dear ?" "'Cause I was so bad today, Anne.

Oh, I was awful bad--badder'n I've ever been yet." "What did you do ?" "Oh, I'm afraid to tell you.

You'll never like me again, Anne.

I couldn't say my prayers tonight.

I couldn't tell God what I'd done.