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Updated: May 13, 2025
To have been forced to train her daughter in any profitable occupation which might have lifted her out of the class of unskilled labour in which indigent gentlewomen by right belonged, would have been the final dregs of humiliation in Mrs. Pendleton's cup.
Whatever were John Pendleton's preparations for departure and they were both varied and hurried they were done in the open, with two exceptions. The exceptions were two letters, one addressed to Pollyanna, and one to Mrs. Polly Chilton. These letters, together with careful and minute instructions, were given into the hands of Susan, his housekeeper, to be delivered after they should be gone.
Without a moment's delay, I want you to find out when President Pendleton's special, east-bound on his Pacific Division, passes Elkins Junction. I'm at my office, and will wait for the information here.... Don't let me wait long, please, understand? And, say! Call Solan to the 'phone.... Is this Solan? Mr.
It's just as if yesterday wild horses couldn't keep me from seeing Pollyanna; and now, to-day, when I know she's coming they couldn't drag me to see her." "Why, JIM!" At the shocked incredulity on John Pendleton's face, the younger man fell back in his chair with an embarrassed laugh. "Yes, I know. It sounds nutty, and I don't expect I can make you understand.
"Jason, I heerd two fellers in the lane to-day' talkin' about tearin' up Colonel Pendleton's tobacco beds." The boy was startled, but he did not show it. "Nothin' but talk, I reckon." "Well, if I was in his place I'd git some guards." Marjorie sat at her window a long time that night before she went to sleep.
The very first day she got here she begged me to open every room; and she was not satisfied until every shade in the house was up, so that she might 'see all the perfectly lovely things, which, she declared, were even nicer than Mr. John Pendleton's whoever he may be, somebody in Beldingsville, I believe. Anyhow, he isn't a Ladies' Aider. I've found out that much.
"Not as he was with Pollyanna," insisted Jamie. "Besides, have you forgotten that day when we were talking about John Pendleton's marrying, and Pollyanna blushed and stammered and said finally that he HAD thought of marrying once. Well, I wondered then if there wasn't SOMETHING between them. Don't you remember?" "Y-yes, I think I do now that you speak of it," murmured Mrs. Carew again.
Pollyanna, glancing at Sadie Dean, vaguely wondered why she suddenly settled back in her seat with so very evident an air of relief. At last the appointed day came, and the start was made in John Pendleton's big new touring car with Jimmy at the wheel. A whir, a throbbing rumble, a chorus of good-bys, and they were off, with one long shriek of the siren under Jimmy's mischievous fingers.
Mrs. Pendleton's voice trailed off as it usually did before she completed a sentence. She was a small, extremely vivacious, black-eyed woman, much overdressed, and carrying a lorgnette with which she eyed the crowd of girlish figures on the floor below. "Of course," she murmured to Mrs. Belding, "if you approve " "Where is Grace now?" cried the thin lady, suddenly. "Mercy!
Pendleton's special will pass the Junction right around nine not ten minutes either way. Get us there before that. If you can do it safely, all right; but get us there. And remember that the regular rule in railroading is reversed to-night, and we are ready to take any chance rather than miss any chances, mind!" "We're ready and waiting, Mr.
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