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"
Oh
,
oh
!
"
she
cried
,
clapping
her
hands
.
"
I
'm
so
glad
!
That
is
,
"
she
corrected
,
coloring
distressfully
,
"
I
do
n't
mean
that
I
'm
not
sorry
for
the
heathen
,
only
just
now
I
ca
n't
help
being
glad
that
you
do
n't
want
the
little
India
boys
,
because
all
the
rest
have
wanted
them
.
And
so
I
'm
glad
you
'd
rather
have
Jimmy
Bean
.
Now
I
know
you
'll
take
him
!
"
"
Take
--
WHO
?
"
"
Jimmy
Bean
.
He
's
the
'
child
's
presence
,
'
you
know
;
and
he
'll
be
so
glad
to
be
it
.
I
had
to
tell
him
last
week
that
even
my
Ladies
'
Aid
out
West
would
n't
take
him
,
and
he
was
so
disappointed
.
But
now
--
when
he
hears
of
this
--
he
'll
be
so
glad
!
"
"
Will
he
?
Well
,
I
wo
n't
,
"
ejaculated
the
man
,
decisively
.
"
Pollyanna
,
this
is
sheer
nonsense
!
"
"
You
do
n't
mean
--
you
wo
n't
take
him
?
"
"
I
certainly
do
mean
just
that
.
"
"
But
he
'd
be
a
lovely
child
's
presence
,
"
faltered
Pollyanna
.
She
was
almost
crying
now
.
"
And
you
COULD
N'T
be
lonesome
--
with
Jimmy
'
round
.
"
"
I
do
n't
doubt
it
,
"
rejoined
the
man
;
"
but
--
I
think
I
prefer
the
lonesomeness
.
"
It
was
then
that
Pollyanna
,
for
the
first
time
in
weeks
,
suddenly
remembered
something
Nancy
had
once
told
her
.
She
raised
her
chin
aggrievedly
.
"
Maybe
you
think
a
nice
live
little
boy
would
n't
be
better
than
that
old
dead
skeleton
you
keep
somewhere
;
but
I
think
it
would
!
"
