been wantingshe did not know that Milly, at the front door, had told Pollyanna that the ministers wife had already that day sent over a great bowlful of that same kind of jelly.
Pollyanna was thinking of this now when suddenly she saw the boy.
The boy was sitting in a disconsolate little heap by the roadside, whittling half-heartedly at a small stick.
Hullo, smiled Pollyanna, engagingly.
The boy glanced up, but he looked away again, at once.
Hullo yourself, he mumbled.
Now you dont look as if youd be glad even for calfs-foot jelly, she chuckled, stopping before him.
The boy stirred restlessly, gave her a surprised look, and began to whittle again at his stick, with the dull, broken-bladed knife in his hand.
Pollyanna hesitated, then dropped herself comfortably down on the grass near him. In spite of Pollyannas brave assertion that she was used to Ladies Aiders, and didnt mind, she had sighed at times for some companion of her own age. Hence her determination to make the most of this one.
My names Pollyanna Whittier, she began pleasantly. Whats yours?
Again the boy stirred restlessly. He even almost got to his feet. But he settled back.
Jimmy Bean, he grunted with ungracious indifference.
Good! Now were introduced. Im glad you did your partsome folks dont, you know. I live at Miss Polly Harringtons house. Where do you live?
Nowhere! Why, you cant do thateverybody lives somewhere, asserted Pollyanna.
Well, I dontjust now. Im huntin up a new place.
Oh! Where is it?
The boy regarded her with scornful eyes.
Silly! As if Id be a-huntin for itif I knew!
Pollyanna tossed her head a little. This was not a nice boy, and she did not like to be called silly. Still, he was somebody besidesold folks. Where did you livebefore? she queried.
Well, if you aint the beatem for askin questions! sighed the boy impatiently.
I have to be, retorted Pollyanna calmly, else I couldnt find out a thing about you. If youd talk more I wouldnt talk so much.
The boy gave a short laugh. It was a sheepish laugh, and not quite a willing one; but his face looked a little pleasanter when he spoke this time.
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