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Kikoeru kashira
Do you hear? Hooves beating
Original story by Lucy Maud Montgomery
AKAGE NO ANNE
Hizume no oto
A carriage goes through the gentle hills
Yuruyakana oka wo nutte
Kaketekuru basha
Someone comes to pick me up
Mukae ni kuru no mukae ni kuru no ne
And takes me
Dare ka ga
Watashi wo tsureteyuku no ne
Shiroi hana no michi he
To the avenue with white flowers
To the home of wind
Kaze no furusato he
He takes me
Tsureteyuku no ne
I'm sure
Tsureteyuku no ne
Anne's Confession
Anne did not confess.
Wednesday morning dawned as bright and fair
as if expressly made to order for the picnic.
Matthew and Jerry Buote had gone to buy hay,
when Marilla took breakfast to Anne, with a heavy heart.
Marilla...
I'm ready to confess.
Ah! Finally.
Let me hear what you have to say then, Anne.
I took the amethyst brooch.
I took it just as you said.
I didn't mean to take it when I went in.
But it did look so beautiful, when I pinned it on my breast
that I was overcome by an irresistible temptation.
I imagined how perfectly thrilling it would be to take it to Idlewild
and play I was the Lady Cordelia Fitzgerald.
It would be so much easier to imagine I was the Lady Cordelia
if I had a real amethyst brooch on.
Diana and I make necklaces of roseberries,
but what are roseberries compared to amethysts?
So I took the brooch.
I thought I could put it back before you came home.
I went all the way around by the road to lengthen out the time.
When I was going over the bridge across the Lake of Shining Waters
I took the brooch off to have another look at it.
Oh, how it did shine in the sunlight!
And then, when I was leaning over the bridge, it just slipped through my fingers
and went down--down--down, all purply-sparkling.
And sank forevermore beneath the Lake of Shining Waters.
And that's the best I can do at confessing.
Anne, this is terrible.
You are the very wickedest girl I ever heard of.
Yes, I suppose I am.
And I know I'll have to be punished.
It'll be your duty to punish me, Marilla. Won't you please get it over right off?
Because I'd like to go to the picnic with nothing on my mind.
Picnic, indeed! You'll go to no picnic today, Anne Shirley.
That shall be your punishment.
And it isn't half severe enough either for what you've done!
Not go to the picnic!
But you PROMISED me I might!
Oh, Marilla, I must go to the picnic. That was why I confessed.
Punish me any way you like but that.
Oh, Marilla, please, let me go to the picnic.
Think of the ice cream!
For anything you know I may never have a chance to taste ice cream again.
You needn't plead, Anne.
You are not going to the picnic and that's final.
No, not a word.
I believe the child is crazy.
No child in her senses would behave as she does.
If she isn't, she's utterly bad.
I'm afraid Rachel was right from the first.
But I've put my hand to the plow and I won't look back.
That was a dismal morning.
Marilla worked fiercely and scrubbed the porch floor...
and the dairy shelves when she could find nothing else to do.
Neither the shelves nor the porch needed it,
but Marilla did.
It looks delicious.
Diana, could you get me a basket?
Well? Does it look good on me?
Yes, it does. Or else I wouldn't have made it for you.
You're right.
Hurry, hurry, hurry!
It's almost finished.
Anne's never had ice cream before.
So she's really looking forward to today's picnic.
Really?
Come down to your dinner, Anne.
I don't want any dinner.
I couldn't eat anything.
My heart is broken.
You'll feel remorse of conscience someday, I expect, for breaking it, Marilla.
But I forgive you.
Remember when the time comes that I forgive you.
But please don't ask me to eat anything.
Especially boiled pork and greens.
Boiled pork and greens are so unromantic when one is in affliction.
Ice cream...
Well now, she shouldn't have taken the brooch, or told stories about it.
But she's such an interesting little thing.
Don't you think it's pretty rough not to let her go to the picnic when she's so set on it?
Matthew Cuthbert, I'm amazed at you.
I think I've let her off entirely too easy.
And she doesn't appear to realize how wicked she's been at all.
That's what worries me most.
If she'd really felt sorry it wouldn't be so bad.
And you don't seem to realize it, neither.
You're making excuses for her all the time.
Well now, she's...
She's such a little thing.
And there should be allowances made. You know she's never had any bringing up.
Well, she's having it now.
Right, I almost forgot!
I need to go mend my shawl.
Dear heart, what does this mean?
Here's my brooch safe and sound that I thought was at the bottom of Barry's pond.
Whatever did that girl mean by saying she took it and lost it?
I believe Green Gables is bewitched.
I remember now.
When I took off my shawl Monday afternoon, I laid it on the bureau for a minute.
Oh my, I have to hurry!
Jerry Buote, prepare the carriage.
It's an emergency.
I'm coming in, Anne.
Anne Shirley.
I've just found my brooch hanging to my black lace shawl.
Now I want to know what that rigmarole you told me this morning meant.
Why, you said you'd keep me here until I confessed, didn't you?
So I decided to confess.
Because I was bound to get to the picnic.
I thought out a confession last night after I went to bed
and made it as interesting as I could.
And I said it over and over so that I wouldn't forget it.
But you wouldn't let me go to the picnic after all,
so all my trouble was wasted.
Sorry, sorry!
Anne, you do beat all! But I was wrong. I see that now.
I shouldn't have doubted your word...
when I'd never known you to tell a story.
Of course, it wasn't right for you to confess to a thing you hadn't done.
It was very wrong to do so.
But I drove you to it.
So if you'll forgive me, Anne, I'll forgive you.
And we'll start square again.
And now get yourself ready for the picnic.
Ice cream!
But, Marilla, isn't it too late?
No, it's only two o'clock. An hour before it starts.
Wash your face and comb your hair and put on your gingham.
I'll fill a basket for you. There's plenty of stuff baked in the house.
And Jerry Buote will drive you down to the picnic ground.
Oh, Marilla!
Five minutes ago I was so miserable I was wishing I'd never been born...
and now I wouldn't change places with an angel!
Hurry up if you want your ice cream.
Oh, so many!
Those cherries are from Snow Queen, aren't they?
There are some freshly things inside.
Here, you can go.
Thank you, Marilla.
I'm going!
Be careful, don't hurt yourself!
Jerry, hurry up.
Yes.
I'm going.
Diana!
Anne!
Come on, the Ice cream is ready.
Ice cream!
Oh, Marilla, I've had a perfectly scrumptious time.
Scrumptious is a new word I learned today.
I heard Mary Bell use it. Isn't it very expressive?
Everything was lovely.
We had a splendid tea
and then Mr. Harmon Andrews took us all for a row on the Lake of Shining Waters.
And Jane Andrews nearly fell overboard.
She was leaning out to pick water lilies
and if Mr. Andrews hadn't caught her by her sash just in the nick of time
she'd fallen in and probably been drowned.
I wish it had been me.
It would have been such a romantic experience to have been nearly drowned.
And we had the ice cream.
Words fail me to describe that ice cream, Marilla. I assure you it was sublime.
I wonder if that's the right word to use to describe something delicious.
I'm willing to own up that I made a mistake.
But I've learned a lesson.
I have to laugh when I think of Anne's confession,
although I suppose I shouldn't for it really was a falsehood.
But it doesn't seem as bad as the other would have been, somehow,
and anyhow I'm responsible for it.
That child is hard to understand in some respects.
But I believe she'll turn out all right yet.
And there's one thing certain, no house will ever be dull that she's in.
Well now, you're right.
Anne went to school with Diana with excitement.
Next episode of Anne of Green Gables:
Anne Goes To School
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