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"
Yes
,
'
twas
--
all
'
round
,
all
'
round
,
"
sighed
Nancy
in
her
turn
,
as
she
went
back
to
her
kitchen
.
For
no
one
were
those
days
of
waiting
easy
.
The
nurse
tried
to
look
cheerful
,
but
her
eyes
were
troubled
.
The
doctor
was
openly
nervous
and
impatient
.
Miss
Polly
said
little
;
but
even
the
softening
waves
of
hair
about
her
face
,
and
the
becoming
laces
at
her
throat
,
could
not
hide
the
fact
that
she
was
growing
thin
and
pale
.
As
to
Pollyanna
--
Pollyanna
petted
the
dog
,
smoothed
the
cat
's
sleek
head
,
admired
the
flowers
and
ate
the
fruits
and
jellies
that
were
sent
in
to
her
;
and
returned
innumerable
cheery
answers
to
the
many
messages
of
love
and
inquiry
that
were
brought
to
her
bedside
.
But
she
,
too
,
grew
pale
and
thin
;
and
the
nervous
activity
of
the
poor
little
hands
and
arms
only
emphasized
the
pitiful
motionlessness
of
the
once
active
little
feet
and
legs
now
lying
so
woefully
quiet
under
the
blankets
As
to
the
game
--
Pollyanna
told
Nancy
these
days
how
glad
she
was
going
to
be
when
she
could
go
to
school
again
,
go
to
see
Mrs.
Snow
,
go
to
call
on
Mr.
Pendleton
,
and
go
to
ride
with
Dr.
Chilton
nor
did
she
seem
to
realize
that
all
this
"
gladness
"
was
in
the
future
,
not
the
present
.
Nancy
,
however
,
did
realize
it
--
and
cry
about
it
,
when
she
was
alone
.
Just
a
week
from
the
time
Dr.
Mead
,
the
specialist
,
was
first
expected
,
he
came
.
He
was
a
tall
,
broad-shouldered
man
with
kind
gray
eyes
,
and
a
cheerful
smile
.
Pollyanna
liked
him
at
once
,
and
told
him
so
.
"
You
look
quite
a
lot
like
MY
doctor
,
you
see
,
"
she
added
engagingly
.
"
YOUR
doctor
?
"
Dr.
Mead
glanced
in
evident
surprise
at
Dr.
Warren
,
talking
with
the
nurse
a
few
feet
away
.
Dr.
Warren
was
a
small
,
brown-eyed
man
with
a
pointed
brown
beard
.
"
Oh
,
THAT
is
n't
my
doctor
,
"
smiled
Pollyanna
,
divining
his
thought
.
"
Dr.
Warren
is
Aunt
Polly
's
doctor
.
My
doctor
is
Dr.
Chilton
.
"
"
Oh-h
!
"
said
Dr.
Mead
,
a
little
oddly
,
his
eyes
resting
on
Miss
Polly
,
who
,
with
a
vivid
blush
,
had
turned
hastily
away
.
"
Yes
.
"
Pollyanna
hesitated
,
then
continued
with
her
usual
truthfulness
.
"
You
see
,
I
wanted
Dr.
Chilton
all
the
time
,
but
Aunt
Polly
wanted
you
.
She
said
you
knew
more
than
Dr.
Chilton
,
anyway
about
--
about
broken
legs
like
mine
.
And
of
course
if
you
do
,
I
can
be
glad
for
that
.
Do
you
?
"
A
swift
something
crossed
the
doctor
's
face
that
Pollyanna
could
not
quite
translate
.
