At Mrs. Snows request, Pollyanna went one day to Dr. Chiltons office to get the name of a medicine which Mrs. Snow had forgotten. As it chanced, Pollyanna had never before seen the inside of Dr. Chiltons office.
Ive never been to your home before! This is your home, isnt it? she said, looking interestedly about her.
The doctor smiled a little sadly.
Yessuch as tis, he answered, as he wrote something on the pad of paper in his hand; but its a pretty poor apology for a home, Pollyanna. Theyre just rooms, thats allnot a home.
Pollyanna nodded her head wisely. Her eyes glowed with sympathetic understanding.
I know. It takes a womans hand and heart, or a childs presence to make a home, she said.
Eh? The doctor wheeled about abruptly.
Mr. Pendleton told me, nodded Pollyanna, again; about the womans hand and heart, or the childs presence, you know. Why dont you get a womans hand and heart, Dr. Chilton? Or maybe youd take Jimmy Beanif Mr. Pendleton doesnt want him.
Dr. Chilton laughed a little constrainedly.
So Mr. Pendleton says it takes a womans hand and heart to make a home, does he? he asked evasively.
Yes. He says his is just a house, too. Why dont you, Dr. Chilton?
Why dont Iwhat? The doctor had turned back to his desk.
Get a womans hand and heart. Ohand I forgot. Pollyannas face showed suddenly a painful color. I suppose I ought to tell you. It wasnt Aunt Polly that Mr. Pendleton loved long ago; and so wewe arent going there to live. You see, I told you it wasbut I made a mistake. I hope you didnt tell any one, she finished anxiously.
NoI didnt tell any one, Pollyanna, replied the doctor, a little queerly.
Oh, thats all right, then, sighed Pollyanna in relief. You see youre the only one I told, and I thought Mr. Pendleton looked sort of funny when I said Id told you.
Did he? The doctors lips twitched.
Yes. And of course he wouldnt want many people to know itwhen twasnt true. But why dont you get a womans hand and heart, Dr. Chilton?
There was a moments silence; then very gravely the doctor said:
Theyre not always to be hadfor the asking, little girl.
Pollyanna frowned thoughtfully.
But I should think you could get em, she argued. The flattering emphasis was unmistakable.
Thank you, laughed the doctor, with uplifted eyebrows. Then, gravely again: Im afraid some of your older sisters would not be quite soconfident. At least, theythey havent shown themselves to be soobliging, he observed.
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