She looked curiously at Leslie , who had thrown down her sewing and spoken with a lack of restraint that was very unusual with her . `` On that horrible night when you were so ill , '' Leslie went on , `` I kept thinking that perhaps we 'd have no more talks and walks and WORKS together . And I realised just what your friendship had come to mean to me -- just what YOU meant -- and just what a hateful little beast I had been . '' `` Leslie ! Leslie ! I never allow anyone to call my friends names . '' `` It 's true . That 's exactly what I am -- a hateful little beast . There 's something I 've GOT to tell you , Anne . I suppose it will make you despise me , but I MUST confess it . Anne , there have been times this past winter and spring when I have HATED you . '' `` I KNEW it , '' said Anne calmly . `` You KNEW it ? '' `` Yes , I saw it in your eyes . '' `` And yet you went on liking me and being my friend . '' `` Well , it was only now and then you hated me , Leslie . Between times you loved me , I think . '' `` I certainly did . But that other horrid feeling was always there , spoiling it , back in my heart . I kept it down -- sometimes I forgot it -- but sometimes it would surge up and take possession of me .
I XXXXX you because I ENVIED you -- oh , I was sick with envy of you at times .
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