"People who haven't red hair don't know what trouble is.
Mrs. Thomas told me that God made my hair red ON PURPOSE, and I've never cared about Him since.
And anyhow I'd always be too tired at night to bother saying prayers.
People who have to look after twins can't be expected to say their prayers.
Now, do you honestly think they can?"
Marilla decided that Anne's religious training must be begun at once. Plainly there was no time to be lost.
"You must say your prayers while you are under my roof, Anne."
"Why, of course, if you want me to," assented Anne cheerfully. "I'd do anything to oblige you. But you'll have to tell me what to say for this once. After I get into bed I'll imagine out a real nice prayer to say always. I believe that it will be quite interesting, now that I come to think of it."
"You must kneel down," said Marilla in embarrassment.
Anne knelt at Marilla's knee and looked up gravely.