"Just Like a Book"
John Pendleton greeted Pollyanna today with a smile.
Well, Miss Pollyanna, Im thinking you must be a very forgiving little person, else you wouldnt have come to see me again today.
Why, Mr. Pendleton, I was real glad to come, and Im sure I dont see why I shouldnt be, either.
Oh, well, you know, I was pretty cross with you, Im afraid, both the other day when you so kindly brought me the jelly, and that time when you found me with the broken leg at first. By the way, too, I dont think Ive ever thanked you for that. Now Im sure that even you would admit that you were very forgiving to come and see me, after such ungrateful treatment as that!
Pollyanna stirred uneasily.
But I was glad to find youthat is, I dont mean I was glad your leg was broken, of course, she corrected hurriedly.
John Pendleton smiled.
I understand. Your tongue does get away with you once in a while, doesnt it, Miss Pollyanna? I do thank you, however; and I consider you a very brave little girl to do what you did that day. I thank you for the jelly, too, he added in a lighter voice.
Did you like it? asked Pollyanna with interest.
Very much. I supposethere isnt any more today thatthat Aunt Polly didnt send, is there? he asked with an odd smile.
His visitor looked distressed.
N-no, sir. She hesitated, then went on with heightened color. Please, Mr. Pendleton, I didnt mean to be rude the other day when I said Aunt Polly did not send the jelly.
There was no answer. John Pendleton was not smiling now. He was looking straight ahead of him with eyes that seemed to be gazing through and beyond the object before them. After a time he drew a long sigh and turned to Pollyanna. When he spoke his voice carried the old nervous fretfulness.
Well, well, this will never do at all! I didnt send for you to see me moping this time. Listen! Out in the librarythe big room where the telephone is, you knowyou will find a carved box on the lower shelf of the big case with glass doors in the corner not far from the fireplace. That is, itll be there if that confounded woman hasnt regulated it to somewhere else! You may bring it to me. It is heavy, but not too heavy for you to carry, I think.
Oh, Im awfully strong, declared Pollyanna, cheerfully, as she sprang to her feet. In a minute she had returned with the box.
It was a wonderful half-hour that Pollyanna spent then. The box was full of treasurescurios that John Pendleton had picked up in years of traveland concerning each there was some entertaining story, whether it were a set of exquisitely carved chessmen from China, or a little jade idol from India.
It was after she had heard the story about the idol that Pollyanna murmured wistfully:
Well, I suppose it would be better to take a little boy in India to bring upone that didnt know any more than to think that God was in that doll-thingthan it would be to take Jimmy Bean, a little boy who knows God is up in the sky. Still, I cant help wishing they had wanted Jimmy Bean, too, besides the India boys.
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