Pollyanna eggs em both onand the whole bunch of them, meanwhile, expecting me to pay them for it, and pay them well, too! Pollyanna frowned sympathetically. Yes, I know. THAT part is too badabout the money when youve been saving it, too, all this time. Wheneh? Saving itbuying beans and fish balls, you know. Say, DO you like beans?or do you like turkey better, only on account of the sixty cents? Look a-here, child, what are you talking about? Pollyanna smiled radiantly. About your money, you knowdenying yourself, and saving it for the heathen. You see, I found out about it. Why, Mr. Pendleton, thats one of the ways I knew you werent cross inside. Nancy told me. The mans jaw dropped. Nancy told you I was saving money for theWell, may I inquire who Nancy is? Our Nancy. She works for Aunt Polly. Aunt Polly! Well, who is Aunt Polly? Shes Miss Polly Harrington. I live with her. The man made a sudden movement. MissPollyHarrington! he breathed. You live with HER!

Yes; Im her niece. Shes taken me to bring upon account of my mother, you know, faltered Pollyanna, in a low voice. She was her sister. And after fatherwent to be with her and the rest of us in Heaven, there wasnt any one left for Free eBooks at Planet eBook.com 11 me down here but the Ladies Aid; so she took me. The man did not answer. His face, as he lay back on the pillow now, was very whiteso white that Pollyanna was frightened. She rose uncertainly to her feet. I reckon maybe Id better go now, she proposed. II hope youll likethe jelly. The man turned his head suddenly, and opened his eyes. There was a curious longing in their dark depths which even Pollyanna saw, and at which she marvelled. And so you areMiss Polly Harringtons niece, he said

Yes, sir. Still the mans dark eyes lingered on her face, until Pollyanna, feeling vaguely restless, murmured: II suppose you knowher. John Pendletons lips curved in an odd smile. Oh, yes; I know her. He hesitated, then went on, still with that curious smile. Butyou dont meanyou cant mean that it was Miss Polly Harrington who sent that jelly to me? he said slowly, Pollyanna looked distressed. N-no, sir: she didnt. She said I must be very sure not to let you think she did send it. But I I thought as much, vouchsafed the man, shortly, turning away his head. And Pollyanna, still more distressed, tiptoed from the room. Under the porte-cochere she found the doctor waiting in his gig. The nurse stood on the steps. Well, Miss Pollyanna, may I have the pleasure of seeing 1

Pollyanna you home? asked the doctor smilingly. I started to drive on a few minutes ago; then it occurred to me that Id wait for you. Thank you, sir. Im glad you did. I just love to ride, beamed Pollyanna, as he reached out his hand to help her in. Do you? smiled the doctor, nodding his head in farewell to the young man on the steps. Well, as near as I can judge, there are a good many things you love to doeh? he added, as they drove briskly away. Pollyanna laughed. Why, I dont know. I reckon perhaps there are, she admitted. I like to do most everything thats LIVING. Of course I dont like the other things very wellsewing, and reading out loud, and all that. But THEY arent LIVING. No? What are they, then? Aunt Polly says theyre learning to live, sighed Polly-