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That was a hard one, at first, she admitted, specially when I was so kind of lonesome. I just didnt feel like playing the game, anyway, and I had been wanting pretty things, so! Then I happened to think how I hated to see my freckles in the looking-glass, and I saw that lovely picture out the window, too; so then I knew Id found the things to be glad about. You see, when youre hunting for the glad things, you sort of forget the other kindlike the doll you wanted, you know. Humph! choked Nancy, trying to swallow the lump in her throat. Most generally it doesnt take so long, sighed Pollyanna; and lots of times now I just think of them without thinking, you know. Ive got so used to playing it. Its a lovely game. F-father and I used to like it so much, she faltered. I suppose, though, ititll be a little harder now, as long as I havent anybody to play it with. Maybe Aunt Polly will play it, though, she added, as an afterthought. My stars and stockings!her! breathed Nancy, behind her teeth. Then, aloud, she said doggedly: See here, Miss Pollyanna, I aint sayin that Ill play it very well, and I aint sayin that I know how, anyway; but Ill play it with ye, after a fashionI just will, I will! Oh, Nancy! exulted Pollyanna, giving her a rapturous hug. Thatll be splendid! Wont we have fun? Ermaybe, conceded Nancy, in open doubt. But you mustnt count too much on me, ye know. I never was no case fur games. but Im a-goin ter make a most awful old try on this one. Youre goin ter have some one ter play it with, anyhow, she finished, as they entered the kitchen together. Pollyanna ate her bread and milk with good appetite; then, at Nancys suggestion, she went into the sitting room, where her aunt sat reading. Miss Polly looked up coldly. Have you had your supper, Pollyanna? Yes, Aunt Polly. Im very sorry, Pollyanna, to have been obliged so soon to send you into the kitchen to eat bread and milk. But I was real glad you did it, Aunt Polly. I like bread and milk, and Nancy, too. You mustnt feel bad about that one bit. Aunt Polly sat suddenly a little more erect in her chair. Pollyanna, its quite time you were in bed. You have had a hard day, and tomorrow we must plan your hours and go over your clothing to see what it is necessary to get for you. Nancy will give you a candle. Be careful how you handle it. Breakfast will be at half-past seven. See that you are down to that. Good- night. Quite as a matter of course, Pollyanna came straight to her aunts side and gave her an affectionate hug. Ive had such a beautiful time, so far, she sighed happily. I know Im going to just love living with you but then, I knew I should before I came. Good-night, she called cheerfully, as she ran from the room. Well, upon my soul! ejaculated Miss Polly, half aloud. What a most extraordinary child! Then she frowned. Shes glad I punished her, and I mustnt feel bad one bit, and shes going to love to live with me! Well, upon my soul! ejaculated Miss Polly again, as she took up her book. Fifteen minutes later, in the attic room, a lonely little girl sobbed into the tightly-clutched sheet: |
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