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"
I
understand
.
Your
tongue
does
get
away
with
you
once
in
a
while
,
does
n't
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
suppose
--
there
is
n't
any
more
to-day
that
--
that
Aunt
Polly
DID
N'T
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
did
n't
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
did
n't
send
for
you
to
see
me
moping
this
time
.
Listen
!
Out
in
the
library
--
the
big
room
where
the
telephone
is
,
you
know
--
you
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
,
it
'll
be
there
if
that
confounded
woman
has
n't
'
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
,
I
'm
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
treasures
--
curios
that
John
Pendleton
had
picked
up
in
years
of
travel
--
and
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
:
