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Pollyanna

Chapter 3 THE COMING OF POLLYANNA

Word Count: 2255    |    Released on: 28/11/2017

next day, the twenty-fifth of June, at four o'clock. Miss Polly read the telegram, frown

curtains at the dormer windows, no pictures on the wall. All day the sun had been pouring down upon the roof, and the little room was like an oven for heat

dow (raising the sash an inch for the purpose), str

but until they come I shall expect you to see that the windows remain closed. My niece will arrive to-morrow at four o'clock. I desire you to meet her at the station. Timothy will

a'am; b

the pause aright, for sh

ink. That is all." And she turned away-Miss Polly's arrangem

latiron with a vicious dig acros

indeed! Well, I'd be ashamed ter own it up, that I would, I would-and

he open buggy to meet the expected guest. Timothy was Old Tom's son. It was sometimes

use, the two were already good friends. To-day, however, Nancy was too full of her mission to be her usual

d-checked dress, straw hat." Over and over again she was wo

, and don't drop knives nor bang doors," she

the rest of us," grinned Timothy. "Imagine Miss Poll

ddenly frightened Nancy, as she turned and hurried to a point wher

ith two fat braids of flaxen hair hanging down her back. Beneath the straw hat, an eager,

trol her shaking knees sufficiently to go to her. The little girl

e next moment she found herself half smoth

ager voice in her ear. "Of course I'm Pollyanna, and

llyanna could possibly have known her-and wanted her. "Y

little girl, dancing on her toes, and sweeping the embarrassed Nancy from head to

have Timothy come up. Pollyanna'

aybe you have a tru

nk could buy, but it ought to buy some, anyhow-much as half an aisle, don't you think? I've got a little thing here in my bag that Mr. Gray said was a check, and that I must give it to you before I could get my trunk

one had to draw one-after that speech. Then she stole a gla

and Timothy. During the whole process of getting started, the little girl had kept up an uninterrupted stream of

began to turn. "Of course, if 'tisn't far, I sha'n't mind, though, 'cause I'll be glad to get the

ly, saw that her small chin was quivering, and that her eyes were full of te

sionary barrel, only a lady's velvet basque which Deacon Carr's wife said wasn't suitable for me at all; besides, it had white spots-worn, you know-on both elbows, and some other places. Part of the Ladies' Aid wanted to buy me a black dress and hat, but the other pa

r breath, and Nancy

re it-it'll b

a, again with that choking little breath. "Of course, 't

ncy, surprised in

in red gingham, because I-I wanted him, so; and I couldn't help feeling I OUGHT to have him, specially as mother and the rest have God and all the a

or little forlornness beside her t

ake, d-dear," she faltered. "I'm only

ammered the little g

of your takin' me for her. We-we ai

ncy was too disturbed to answer

d Pollyanna. "You don't look

ghed outrig

l the work except the washin' an' h

t Polly?" demanded t

ife there is,"

a relaxe

on brightly: "And do you know? I'm glad, after all, that she didn't come t

hy turned to her wit

ompliment," he said. "Why don

about-Miss Polly

sighed c

got, and I didn't know I had her for ever so long. Then father told me

can see it no

one with the green

ll around it! I never saw such a lot of green grass,

, Mi

any one that did have, only the Whites-they're some rich. They have carpets

ps twitched. She threw a mer

e ice-cream, I guess; leastway

na's fa

kinder glad about that, 'cause the ice-cream you don't eat can't make your stomach ache like Mrs.

's got th

very

frowning suddenly at the thought of that bar

on it. Mrs. White had pictures, too, perfectly beautiful ones of roses and little girls kneeling and a kitty and some lambs and a lion-not together, you know-t

nswered Nancy in a

fell to pieces just as soon as we hung it up. Glass-it broke, you know. And I cried. But I'm glad now we didn't have any of those nice things, 'cause I shall like Aunt Polly's all the better-not being used to 'em, you

the trunk that Nancy found an op

again about leavin', Timothy Durgi

d say not," gri

ore fun here now, with that kid 'round

them two tries ter live tergether; and I guess she'll be a-needin' some rock ter fly to for refuge. Well, I'm

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