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Paul Ford's sermon the next Sunday was a veritable bugle-call to the best that was in every man and woman and child that heard it; and its text was one of Pollyanna's shining eight hundred: "Be glad in the Lord and rejoice, ye righteous, and shout for joy all ye that are upright in heart." At Mrs. Snow's request, Pollyanna went one day to Dr.
In fact, to my certain knowledge the great cross in Pollyanna's life thus far is that she is so sure she isn't pretty. Long ago she told me that black curls were one of the things she was going to have when she got to Heaven; and last year in Rome she said something else. It wasn't much, perhaps, so far as words went, but I detected the longing beneath.
A great disappointment came to Pollyanna's face, but almost immediately a flash of thought drove the shadow away. "Well, anyhow, if you don't know what your name is, you can't know it isn't 'Kent'!" she exclaimed. "'Kent'?" puzzled the boy. "Yes," began Pollyanna, all excitement. "You see, there was a little boy named Jamie Kent that " She stopped abruptly and bit her lip.
That they'd read all about me, and they wanted me to have it to remember them by." "My! how glad you must have been!" "I was. "But can't you EVER walk again?" Pollyanna's eyes were blurred with tears. "It don't look like it. They said I couldn't." "Oh, but that's what they said about me, and then they sent me to Dr. Ames, and I stayed 'most a year; and HE made me walk. Maybe he could YOU!"
And so that makes you the gladdest of any of us, all the time." The doctor's eyes filled with sudden hot tears. The doctor's life was a singularly lonely one. He had no wife and no home save his two-room office in a boarding house. His profession was very dear to him. Looking now into Pollyanna's shining eyes, he felt as if a loving hand had been suddenly laid on his head in blessing.
The series of puzzling, disconcerting visits of the last few days, culminating as they had in the extraordinary experience of the afternoon, had strained her nerves to the snapping point. Not since Miss Pollyanna's accident had Nancy heard her mistress speak so sternly. "Nancy, WILL you tell me what this absurd 'game' is that the whole town seems to be babbling about?
There was no reply perhaps because for the first time in her life Mrs. Carew was wondering if anywhere in the world there was any one who really wanted her not that she WISHED to be wanted, of course, she told herself angrily, pulling herself up with a jerk, and frowning down at the child by her side. Pollyanna did not see the frown. Pollyanna's eyes were on the hurrying throngs about them.
"I know you do, my dear. For that matter, there may be others, too that love her." Pollyanna's heart skipped a beat. A sudden thought came to her with stunning, blinding force. JIMMY! Could John Pendleton be meaning that Jimmy cared THAT WAY for Mrs. Carew? "You mean ?" she faltered. She could not finish. With a nervous twitch peculiar to him, John Pendleton got to his feet.
As there were no screens, the windows had not been raised. A big fly was buzzing angrily at one of them now, up and down, up and down, trying to get out. "Nancy," she said a few minutes later, at the kitchen door, "I found a fly up-stairs in Miss Pollyanna's room. The window must have been raised at some time.
Say, I'm going to hold your head," she finished abruptly. The man winced several times and groaned once; softly while the change was being made; but in the end he found Pollyanna's lap a very welcome substitute for the rocky hollow in which his head had lain before. "Well, that is better," he murmured faintly. He did not speak again for some time.
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