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"Then I'll do it; and perhaps God wants me to like Heaven better; does he, Polly, do you think?" "I really and truly do, Phronsie," said Polly softly. Then she leaned over and threw both arms around Phronsie's neck. "Oh, Phronsie, can't you see I never thought of it till now but He has given you somebody else instead of Helen, to love and to do things for?" Phronsie looked up wonderingly.
"Oh, I don't know that I can do that," said Polly slowly, "because you know I took my piece of pink ribbon Auntie gave me, for that sachet case I'm making for the fair. But never mind, child" as she saw a sorry little droop to Phronsie's mouth "I'll find another somewhere, and it will be nice, even if it isn't pink."
"You see," she said, "everything must be just right, for next to Mamsie's wedding, this is to be the most important occasion, Alexia Rhys, that we've ever known. We can't have anything too nice for Phronsie's getting-well party." "That's so," said Alexia, twitching a pink satin bow on the handle of a flower-basket. "O dear me! this bow looks like everything!
At last, sister Marian, who was kind-hearted to a fault, sorry to see her brother's dismay and disappointment said, one day, "Why not have one of the children come here? I should like it very much do invite Ben." "I don't want Ben," said Jasper gloomily, "I want Polly." He added this in much the same tone as Phronsie's when she had rushed up to him the day she was lost, declaring, "I want Polly!"
Everything below, towns, villages, lakes, and forests, stood out in the clear cold dawn, and at last the sun burst forth in all his glory. "I'm so glad that people don't chatter," said Polly, when at last they turned away, for the swift clouds had shut it all out. "Did you see Phronsie's face, Jasper, when that light burst out?" "Yes, and father's," answered Jasper.
"The next train runs down in an hour; don't feel badly, Polly," Jasper had time to beg before they were drawn into the confusion of the car. But no one could pretend, with any sort of success, that Joel wasn't missed; and Polly had all that she could do to chase away the sorrowful expression of Phronsie's little face.
"What's the riot?" asked Livingston Bayley, sauntering up, and whirling his walking-stick, "eh?" "Joel's absconded," said Mr. Dyce briefly. "Eh?" "Gone back after Phronsie's box of dolls," explained somebody else. "Oh dear me," cried Alexia Rhys, trying to get near Polly, "just like that boy." She still called him that, in spite of his being a Harvard man, "He's always making some sort of a fuss."
King, swinging her into position on his lap. "Now then, Polly, my child, we are all ready for the wonderful tale. Stay, where is Joel?" "Joel went upstairs a little while ago," said Jasper quickly. "Well, now, Polly, do begin." "I'll tell how we went to buy Phronsie's shoes," said Polly, drawing up an ottoman to Mr. King's side. "Now, boys, bring your chairs up."
"See here now, Pet," cried Polly, decidedly, "if you don't pull on that shoe quickly, I shall have to do it, for we must start " which had the effect to make the little red-topped shoe slip on to Phronsie's fat foot in a trice. "Now then, we're ready," said Polly at last, tying on Phronsie's pink sunbonnet. "Come, Phronsie," and she took her hand.
"Well, you think of something yourself, old man," said Jasper, nodding furiously at him. "Hurry up." "I'd rather have Polly tell a story than any game you could possibly think of," said Van, going over to her, where she sat on the rug at Phronsie's feet. "Polly, will you?" he asked wheedlingly. "Don't ask her to-night," interposed Jasper. "Yes, I shall.
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