Pollyanna
ee Mrs. Snow, she found that lady
r," announced Milly, in a tired manner; then P
remember you. ANYbody'd remember you, I guess, if they saw you
on a chair. "My! but aren't you dark here, though? I can't see you a bit," she cried, unhesitatingly crossing to the window and pulling up the shade. "I want to see if you've fixe
stirred
ce in how it tastes," she scoffed-but she turned
had skipped back to the basket. Her f
s I know of," she sighed. "Aft
nna ch
f you DID want someth
ng what she did not have, that to state off-hand what she DID want seemed impossible-until she kn
urse, there'
it!" crowe
the sick woman, sure now of what her s
hat, too," chuc
turned in
them?" sh
ach-but there's some of all of 'em! I'm so glad you did want chicken," she went on contentedly, as she lifted the three little bowls from her basket. "You see, I got to thinkin
man seemed to be trying-mentall
e three bowls in a row on the table. "Like enough it'll be lamb broth y
t my nap this morning. Nellie Higgins next door has begun music lessons, and her practising drives
ded sympa
know. She had rheumatic fever, too, at the same time, so she couldn't thr
I-w
as to change your position when
w stared
e-anywhere-in bed," she r
hrash when you have rheumatic fever-though you want to something awful, Mrs. White says. She told me afterwar
ARS! What d
nna la
ey had such an awful time making her understand ANYTHING, that after that, every time the piano commenced to play across the street, Mrs. White felt so glad she COULD hear it, that she didn't mind so much th
e-g
clapped
I've thought it up, Mrs. Sno
t! What do
me to tell you something to be glad about-glad, you kn
remember that; but I didn't suppose y
S hard. It's all the more fun, though, always, when 'tis hard. And I will own up
at is it?" Mrs. Snow's voi
drew a l
like you-all sick in bed like this, you know," she annou
lated then, in not quite
r you to play-it'll be so hard. And there's so much more fun when it is hard! You see, it's like t
inished when Milly a
ssness. "She telephoned down to the Harlows' across the way. She says y
rose rel
she laughed. "I suppose I ought to be glad I'v
But Milly, whose eyes were wide open with surpris
he reached the door. "I'm awfully sorry about the
days, indeed. She often told her aunt, joyously, how very hap
hey are happy; but I trust that they are profitable, as
a proceeding that was still always most disconcerting to Mis
h then, Aunt Polly, that they should b
at I mean,
e pro-fi-ta-
tain
eing pro-f
g profit, something to show for it, Polly
pro-fi-ta-ble?" questioned P
ainly
of course. I'm afraid, now, you wo
What
ed her hand to her lips. "N-nothing
Pollyanna," she said tersely.
nna, coming down from her attic r
coming up to see me! Come right in. I love company," she finis
r unbounded surprise now, she found herself, not in the main attic before the cedar chest, but in Pollyanna's little room sitting in one of the straight-backed chairs-so m
"specially since I've had this room, all mine, you know. Oh, of course, I had a room, always, but 'twas a hir
lly, vaguely wondering why she did not ge
ns and pictures that I'd been want-" With a painful blush Pollyanna stopped short. She
that, Po
olly, truly. I did
ly, coldly; "but you did say it,
ind of planning on pretty carpets and lace c
!" interrupted Mi
shed still mo
pictures; the one fath-I mean the good one we sold, and the bad one that broke. Of course if it hadn't been for all that I shouldn't have wanted them, so-pretty things, I mean; and I shouldn't have got to planning all through the hall that first day how pretty mine would be here, and-and
enly to her feet. He
Pollyanna," s
and not until she reached the first floor did it suddenly occur to her that she had go
ours later, Miss Polly
irs this morning to the room directly beneath. I have
m," said N
said Nancy
minute later, sh
s Pollyanna. You're ter sleep down-stairs in
actually g
ncy, not really-r
to Pollyanna over the armful of dresses she had taken from the closet. "I'm told ter take d
tence. At the imminent risk of being dashed headlo
air before Pollyanna at last
got EVERYTHING-the carpet and curtains and three pictures, besides the
oper care of them; that's all. Pollyanna, please pick up that chair; and you have banged two doors in the last half-minute." Miss Polly spoke ste
picked up
found out about the room, and I reckon you'd have banged doors if-" Pollyanna stopp
a!" Miss Polly's voic
me!" Pollyanna's face expres
d Aunt Polly, too
you didn't, that must have meant that you weren't ever glad over anything-or you would have
ly the distant bang of the attic-stairway door answered for
vaguely disturbed;-but then, of cour