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It
was
there
that
Pollyanna
,
on
her
way
home
from
the
Pendleton
house
,
found
him
.
With
a
little
cry
she
ran
forward
.
"
Oh
,
oh
,
Mr.
Ford
!
You
--
YOU
have
n't
broken
YOUR
leg
or
--
or
anything
,
have
you
?
"
she
gasped
.
The
minister
dropped
his
hands
,
and
looked
up
quickly
.
He
tried
to
smile
.
"
No
,
dear
--
no
,
indeed
!
I
'm
just
--
resting
.
"
"
Oh
,
"
sighed
Pollyanna
,
falling
back
a
little
.
"
That
's
all
right
,
then
.
You
see
,
Mr.
Pendleton
HAD
broken
his
leg
when
I
found
him
--
but
he
was
lying
down
,
though
.
And
you
are
sitting
up
.
"
"
Yes
,
I
am
sitting
up
;
and
I
have
n't
broken
anything
--
that
doctors
can
mend
.
"
The
last
words
were
very
low
,
but
Pollyanna
heard
them
.
A
swift
change
crossed
her
face
.
Her
eyes
glowed
with
tender
sympathy
.
"
I
know
what
you
mean
--
something
plagues
you
.
Father
used
to
feel
like
that
,
lots
of
times
.
I
reckon
ministers
do
--
most
generally
.
You
see
there
's
such
a
lot
depends
on
'
em
,
somehow
.
"
The
Rev.
Paul
Ford
turned
a
little
wonderingly
.
"
Was
YOUR
father
a
minister
,
Pollyanna
?
"
"
Yes
,
sir
.
Did
n't
you
know
?
I
supposed
everybody
knew
that
.
He
married
Aunt
Polly
's
sister
,
and
she
was
my
mother
.
"
