Which is Somewhat Surprising
Pollyanna entered school in September. Preliminary examinations showed that she was well advanced for a girl of her years, and she was soon a happy member of a class of girls and boys her own age.
School, in some ways, was a surprise to Pollyanna; and Pollyanna, certainly, in many ways, was very much of a surprise to school. They were soon on the best of terms, however, and to her aunt Pollyanna confessed that going to school was living, after allthough she had had her doubts before.
In spite of her delight in her new work, Pollyanna did not forget her old friends. True, she could not give them quite so much time now, of course; but she gave them what time she could. Perhaps John Pendleton, of them all, however, was the most dissatisfied.
One Saturday afternoon he spoke to her about it.
See here, Pollyanna, how would you like to come and live with me? he asked, a little impatiently. I dont see anything of you, nowadays.
Pollyanna laughedMr. Pendleton was such a funny man!
I thought you didnt like to have folks round, she said.
He made a wry face.
Oh, but that was before you taught me to play that wonderful game of yours. Now Im glad to be waited on, hand and foot! Never mind, Ill be on my own two feet yet, one of these days; then Ill see who steps around, he finished, picking up one of the crutches at his side and shaking it playfully at the little girl. They were sitting in the great library today.
Oh, but you arent really glad at all for things; you just say you are, pouted Pollyanna, her eyes on the dog, dozing before the fire. You know you dont play the game right ever, Mr. Pendletonyou know you dont!
The mans face grew suddenly very grave.
Thats why I want you, little girlto help me play it. Will you come?
Pollyanna turned in surprise.
Mr. Pendleton, you dont really meanthat?
But I do. I want you. Will you come?
Pollyanna looked distressed.
Why, Mr. Pendleton, I cantyou know I cant. Why, ImAunt Pollys!
A quick something crossed the mans face that Pollyanna could not quite understand. His head came up almost fiercely.
Youre no more hers thanPerhaps she would let you come to me, he finished more gently. Would you comeif she did?
Pollyanna frowned in deep thought.
But Aunt Polly has been sogood to me, she began slowly; and she took me when I didnt have anybody left but the Ladies Aid, and
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