It was like heaping coals of fire on my head . After Mrs. Chester Ross went away , Marilla gave me a dreadful scolding . Why , Diana , what is the matter ? '' Diana had stood up very unsteadily ; then she sat down again , putting her hands to her head . `` I 'm -- I 'm awful sick , '' she said , a little thickly . `` I -- I -- must go right home . '' `` Oh , you must n't dream of going home without your tea , '' cried Anne in distress . `` I 'll get it right off -- I 'll go and put the tea down this very minute . '' `` I must go home , '' repeated Diana , stupidly but determinedly . `` Let me get you a lunch anyhow , '' implored Anne . `` Let me give you a bit of fruit cake and some of the cherry preserves . Lie down on the sofa for a little while and you 'll be better . Where do you feel bad ? '' `` I must go home , '' said Diana , and that was all she would say . In vain Anne pleaded . `` I never heard of company going home without tea , '' she mourned . `` Oh , Diana , do you suppose that it 's possible you 're really taking the smallpox ? If you are I 'll go and nurse you , you can depend on that . I 'll never forsake you . But I do wish you 'd stay till after tea .
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