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"
Pollyanna
,
how
could
you
?
"
moaned
the
woman
.
"
To
think
of
your
rigging
me
up
like
this
,
and
then
letting
me
--
BE
SEEN
!
"
Pollyanna
stopped
in
dismay
.
"
But
you
looked
lovely
--
perfectly
lovely
,
Aunt
Polly
;
and
--
"
"
'
Lovely
'
!
"
scorned
the
woman
,
flinging
the
shawl
to
one
side
and
attacking
her
hair
with
shaking
fingers
.
"
Oh
,
Aunt
Polly
,
please
,
please
let
the
hair
stay
!
"
"
Stay
?
Like
this
?
As
if
I
would
!
"
And
Miss
Polly
pulled
the
locks
so
tightly
back
that
the
last
curl
lay
stretched
dead
at
the
ends
of
her
fingers
.
"
O
dear
!
And
you
did
look
so
pretty
,
"
almost
sobbed
Pollyanna
,
as
she
stumbled
through
the
door
.
Down-stairs
Pollyanna
found
the
doctor
waiting
in
his
gig
.
"
I
've
prescribed
you
for
a
patient
,
and
he
's
sent
me
to
get
the
prescription
filled
,
"
announced
the
doctor
.
"
Will
you
go
?
"
"
You
mean
--
an
errand
--
to
the
drug
store
?
"
asked
Pollyanna
,
a
little
uncertainly
.
"
I
used
to
go
some
--
for
the
Ladies
'
Aiders
.
"
The
doctor
shook
his
head
with
a
smile
.
