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"
Well
,
I
suppose
it
WOULD
be
better
to
take
a
little
boy
in
India
to
bring
up
--
one
that
did
n't
know
any
more
than
to
think
that
God
was
in
that
doll-thing
--
than
it
would
be
to
take
Jimmy
Bean
,
a
little
boy
who
knows
God
is
up
in
the
sky
.
Still
,
I
ca
n't
help
wishing
they
had
wanted
Jimmy
Bean
,
too
,
besides
the
India
boys
.
"
John
Pendleton
did
not
seem
to
hear
.
Again
his
,
eyes
were
staring
straight
before
him
,
looking
at
nothing
.
But
soon
he
had
roused
himself
,
and
had
picked
up
another
curio
to
talk
about
.
The
visit
,
certainly
,
was
a
delightful
one
,
but
before
it
was
over
,
Pollyanna
was
realizing
that
they
were
talking
about
something
besides
the
wonderful
things
in
the
beautiful
carved
box
.
They
were
talking
of
herself
,
of
Nancy
,
of
Aunt
Polly
,
and
of
her
daily
life
.
They
were
talking
,
too
,
even
of
the
life
and
home
long
ago
in
the
far
Western
town
.
Not
until
it
was
nearly
time
for
her
to
go
,
did
the
man
say
,
in
a
voice
Pollyanna
had
never
before
heard
from
stern
John
Pendleton
:
"
Little
girl
,
I
want
you
to
come
to
see
me
often
.
Will
you
?
I
'm
lonesome
,
and
I
need
you
.
There
's
another
reason
--
and
I
'm
going
to
tell
you
that
,
too
.
I
thought
,
at
first
,
after
I
found
out
who
you
were
,
the
other
day
,
that
I
did
n't
want
you
to
come
any
more
.
You
reminded
me
of
--
of
something
I
have
tried
for
long
years
to
forget
.
So
I
said
to
myself
that
I
never
wanted
to
see
you
again
;
and
every
day
,
when
the
doctor
asked
if
I
would
n't
let
him
bring
you
to
me
,
I
said
no
.
"
But
after
a
time
I
found
I
was
wanting
to
see
you
so
much
that
--
that
the
fact
that
I
WAS
N'T
seeing
you
was
making
me
remember
all
the
more
vividly
the
thing
I
was
so
wanting
to
forget
.
So
now
I
want
you
to
come
.
Will
you
--
little
girl
?
"
"
Why
,
yes
,
Mr.
Pendleton
,
"
breathed
Pollyanna
,
her
eyes
luminous
with
sympathy
for
the
sad-faced
man
lying
back
on
the
pillow
before
her
.
"
I
'd
love
to
come
!
"
"
Thank
you
,
"
said
John
Pendleton
,
gently
.
After
supper
that
evening
,
Pollyanna
,
sitting
on
the
back
porch
,
told
Nancy
all
about
Mr.
John
Pendleton
's
wonderful
carved
box
,
and
the
still
more
wonderful
things
it
contained
.
"
And
ter
think
,
"
sighed
Nancy
,
"
that
he
SHOWED
ye
all
them
things
,
and
told
ye
about
'
em
like
that
--
him
that
's
so
cross
he
never
talks
ter
no
one
--
no
one
!
"
"
Oh
,
but
he
is
n't
cross
,
Nancy
,
only
outside
,
"
demurred
Pollyanna
,
with
quick
loyalty
.
"
I
do
n't
see
why
everybody
thinks
he
's
so
bad
,
either
.
They
would
n't
,
if
they
knew
him
.
But
even
Aunt
Polly
does
n't
like
him
very
well
.
She
would
n't
send
the
jelly
to
him
,
you
know
,
and
she
was
so
afraid
he
'd
think
she
did
send
it
!
"
