Oh, did you come up here? Pollyanna greeted her at the door of Miss Pollys own room. Thatll be nicer yet! Ive got the comb. Now sit down, please, right here. Oh, Im so glad you let me do it!
But, Pollyanna, II
Miss Polly did not finish her sentence. To her helpless amazement she found herself in the low chair before the dressing table, with her hair already tumbling about her ears under ten eager, but very gentle fingers.
Oh, my! what pretty hair youve got, prattled Pollyanna; and theres so much more of it than Mrs. Snow has, too! But, of course, you need more, anyhow, because youre well and can go to places where folks can see it. My! I reckon folksll be glad when they do see itand surprised, too, cause youve hid it so long. Why, Aunt Polly, Ill make you so pretty everybodyll just love to look at you!
Pollyanna! gasped a stifled but shocked voice from a veil of hair. IIm sure I dont know why Im letting you do this silly thing.
Why, Aunt Polly, I should think youd be glad to have folks like to look at you! Dont you like to look at pretty things? Im ever so much happier when I look at pretty folks, cause when I look at the other kind Im so sorry for them.
And I just love to do folks hair, purred Pollyanna, contentedly. I did quite a lot of the Ladies Aidersbut there wasnt any of them so nice as yours. Mrs. Whites was pretty nice, though, and she looked just lovely one day when I dressed her up inOh, Aunt Polly, Ive just happened to think of something! But its a secret, and I shant tell. Now your hair is almost done, and pretty quick Im going to leave you just a minute; and you must promisepromisepromise not to stir nor peek, even, till I come back. Now remember! she finished, as she ran from the room.
Aloud Miss Polly said nothing. To herself she said that of course she should at once undo the absurd work of her nieces fingers, and put her hair up properly again. As for peeking just as if she cared how
At that momentunaccountablyMiss Polly caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror of the dressing table. And what she saw sent such a flush of rosy color to her cheeks thatshe only flushed the more at the sight.
She saw a facenot young, it is truebut just now alight with excitement and surprise. The cheeks were a pretty pink. The eyes sparkled. The hair, dark, and still damp from the outdoor air, lay in loose waves about the forehead and curved back over the ears in wonderfully becoming lines, with softening little curls here and there.
So amazed and so absorbed was Miss Polly with what she saw in the glass that she quite forgot her determination to do over her hair, until she heard Pollyanna enter the room again. Before she could move, then, she felt a folded something slipped across her eyes and tied in the back.
Pollyanna, Pollyanna! What are you doing? she cried.
Thats just what I dont want you to know, Aunt Polly, and I was afraid you would peek, so I tied on the handkerchief. Now sit still. It wont take but just a minute, then Ill let you see.
But, Pollyanna, began Miss Polly, struggling blindly to her feet, you must take this off! Youchild, child! what are you doing? she gasped, as she felt a soft something slipped about her shoulders.
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