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"
I
wonder
if
you
know
,
Miss
Harrington
,
how
hard
I
tried
to
get
Pollyanna
to
come
and
live
with
me
.
"
"
With
YOU
!
--
Pollyanna
!
"
The
man
winced
a
little
at
the
tone
of
her
voice
;
but
his
own
voice
was
still
impersonally
cool
when
he
spoke
again
.
"
Yes
.
I
wanted
to
adopt
her
--
legally
,
you
understand
;
making
her
my
heir
,
of
course
.
"
The
woman
in
the
opposite
chair
relaxed
a
little
.
It
came
to
her
,
suddenly
,
what
a
brilliant
future
it
would
have
meant
for
Pollyanna
--
this
adoption
;
and
she
wondered
if
Pollyanna
were
old
enough
and
mercenary
enough
--
to
be
tempted
by
this
man
's
money
and
position
.
"
I
am
very
fond
of
Pollyanna
,
"
the
man
was
continuing
.
"
I
am
fond
of
her
both
for
her
own
sake
,
and
for
--
her
mother
's
.
I
stood
ready
to
give
Pollyanna
the
love
that
had
been
twenty-five
years
in
storage
.
"
"
LOVE
.
"
Miss
Polly
remembered
suddenly
why
SHE
had
taken
this
child
in
the
first
place
--
and
with
the
recollection
came
the
remembrance
of
Pollyanna
's
own
words
uttered
that
very
morning
:
"
I
love
to
be
called
'
dear
'
by
folks
that
belong
to
you
!
"
And
it
was
this
love-hungry
little
girl
that
had
been
offered
the
stored-up
affection
of
twenty-five
years
:
--
and
she
was
old
enough
to
be
tempted
by
love
!
With
a
sinking
heart
Miss
Polly
realized
that
.
With
a
sinking
heart
,
too
,
she
realized
something
else
:
the
dreariness
of
her
own
future
now
without
Pollyanna
.
"
Well
?
"
she
said
.
And
the
man
,
recognizing
the
self-control
that
vibrated
through
the
harshness
of
the
tone
,
smiled
sadly
.
"
She
would
not
come
,
"
he
answered
.
"
Why
?
"
