"Georgie"
Georgia stared. Anne dropped her program, and he picked it up, to hold it unthinkingly in his hand.
"I was with Diana when she got your absurd note, Georgie. She let me read it."
"No?" His face reddened.
"Yes. You don't mind, do you? It's a pity you wrote it, because Diana didn't understand. She never does understand very well, you know; not backsliding. She is so good herself; her pedestal is such a very high one. She can't make allowances for us sinners, my poor Georgie."
"What did she say?"
"Say?" Anne arranged her pansies. "Oh, she said a lot of things. I don't remember her words exactly. She seemed to think she has been a fool to try to pluck such a brand from the burning as you. She seemed to think that she ought to have known better than to try to bring such a very black sheep back to the fold. I think—"
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