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"
Oh
,
my
!
what
pretty
hair
you
've
got
,
"
prattled
Pollyanna
;
"
and
there
's
so
much
more
of
it
than
Mrs.
Snow
has
,
too
!
But
,
of
course
,
you
need
more
,
anyhow
,
because
you
're
well
and
can
go
to
places
where
folks
can
see
it
.
My
!
I
reckon
folks
'll
be
glad
when
they
do
see
it
--
and
surprised
,
too
,
'
cause
you
've
hid
it
so
long
.
Why
,
Aunt
Polly
,
I
'll
make
you
so
pretty
everybody
'll
just
love
to
look
at
you
!
"
"
Pollyanna
!
"
gasped
a
stifled
but
shocked
voice
from
a
veil
of
hair
.
"
I
--
I
'm
sure
I
do
n't
know
why
I
'm
letting
you
do
this
silly
thing
.
"
"
Why
,
Aunt
Polly
,
I
should
think
you
'd
be
glad
to
have
folks
like
to
look
at
you
!
Do
n't
you
like
to
look
at
pretty
things
?
I
'm
ever
so
much
happier
when
I
look
at
pretty
folks
,
'
cause
when
I
look
at
the
other
kind
I
'm
so
sorry
for
them
.
"
"
But
--
but
--
"
"
And
I
just
love
to
do
folks
'
hair
,
"
purred
Pollyanna
,
contentedly
.
"
I
did
quite
a
lot
of
the
Ladies
'
Aiders
'
--
but
there
was
n't
any
of
them
so
nice
as
yours
.
Mrs.
White
's
was
pretty
nice
,
though
,
and
she
looked
just
lovely
one
day
when
I
dressed
her
up
in
--
Oh
,
Aunt
Polly
,
I
've
just
happened
to
think
of
something
!
But
it
's
a
secret
,
and
I
sha
'n'
t
tell
.
Now
your
hair
is
almost
done
,
and
pretty
quick
I
'm
going
to
leave
you
just
a
minute
;
and
you
must
promise
--
promise
--
PROMISE
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
niece
's
fingers
,
and
put
her
hair
up
properly
again
.
As
for
"
peeking
"
just
as
if
she
cared
how
--
At
that
moment
--
unaccountably
--
Miss
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
that
--
she
only
flushed
the
more
at
the
sight
.
She
saw
a
face
--
not
young
,
it
is
true
--
but
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
.
Pollyanna
chuckled
.
