ā€œI’m willing to own up that I made a mistake,ā€ she concluded candidly, ā€œbut I’ve learned a lesson. I have to laugh when I think of Anne’s ā€˜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.ā€

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