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"
MISS
POLLY
!
"
Nancy
chuckled
.
"
I
guess
you
hai
n't
got
such
an
awful
diff
're
nt
opinion
o
'
the
mistress
than
I
have
,
"
she
bridled
.
Old
Tom
stiffened
.
"
I
was
only
thinkin
'
'
twould
be
--
some
of
a
surprise
--
to
her
,
"
he
explained
with
dignity
.
"
Well
,
yes
,
I
guess
'
twould
be
--
THEN
,
"
retorted
Nancy
.
"
I
ai
n't
sayin
'
what
'
twould
be
NOW
.
I
'd
believe
anythin
'
o
'
the
mistress
now
--
even
that
she
'd
take
ter
playin
'
it
herself
!
"
"
But
hai
n't
the
little
gal
told
her
--
ever
?
She
's
told
ev
'
ry
one
else
,
I
guess
.
I
'm
hearin
'
of
it
ev
'
rywhere
,
now
,
since
she
was
hurted
,
"
said
Tom
.
"
Well
,
she
did
n't
tell
Miss
Polly
,
"
rejoined
Nancy
.
"
Miss
Pollyanna
told
me
long
ago
that
she
could
n't
tell
her
,
'
cause
her
aunt
did
n't
like
ter
have
her
talk
about
her
father
;
an
'
'
twas
her
father
's
game
,
an
'
she
'd
have
ter
talk
about
him
if
she
did
tell
it
.
So
she
never
told
her
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
see
,
I
see
.
"
The
old
man
nodded
his
head
slowly
.
"
They
was
always
bitter
against
the
minister
chap
--
all
of
'
em
,
'
cause
he
took
Miss
Jennie
away
from
'
em
.
An
'
Miss
Polly
--
young
as
she
was
--
could
n't
never
forgive
him
;
she
was
that
fond
of
Miss
Jennie
--
in
them
days
.
I
see
,
I
see
.
'
Twas
a
bad
mess
,
"
he
sighed
,
as
he
turned
away
.
