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Pollyanna
shook
her
head
.
"
But
I
want
to
know
what
she
said
--
just
now
.
Did
you
hear
her
?
I
want
Aunt
Polly
--
she
said
something
.
I
want
her
to
tell
me
'
tis
n't
true
--
'
tis
n't
true
!
"
The
nurse
tried
to
speak
,
but
no
words
came
.
Something
in
her
face
sent
an
added
terror
to
Pollyanna
's
eyes
.
"
Miss
Hunt
,
you
DID
hear
her
!
It
is
true
!
Oh
,
it
is
n't
true
!
You
do
n't
mean
I
ca
n't
ever
--
walk
again
?
"
"
There
,
there
,
dear
--
do
n't
,
do
n't
!
"
choked
the
nurse
.
"
Perhaps
he
did
n't
know
.
Perhaps
he
was
mistaken
.
There
's
lots
of
things
that
could
happen
,
you
know
.
"
"
But
Aunt
Polly
said
he
did
know
!
She
said
he
knew
more
than
anybody
else
about
--
about
broken
legs
like
mine
!
"
"
Yes
,
yes
,
I
know
,
dear
;
but
all
doctors
make
mistakes
sometimes
.
Just
--
just
do
n't
think
any
more
about
it
now
--
please
do
n't
,
dear
.
"
Pollyanna
flung
out
her
arms
wildly
.
"
But
I
ca
n't
help
thinking
about
it
,
"
she
sobbed
.
"
It
's
all
there
is
now
to
think
about
.
Why
,
Miss
Hunt
,
how
am
I
going
to
school
,
or
to
see
Mr.
Pendleton
,
or
Mrs.
Snow
,
or
--
or
anybody
?
"
She
caught
her
breath
and
sobbed
wildly
for
a
moment
.
Suddenly
she
stopped
and
looked
up
,
a
new
terror
in
her
eyes
.
"
Why
,
Miss
Hunt
,
if
I
ca
n't
walk
,
how
am
I
ever
going
to
be
glad
for
--
ANYTHING
?
"
Miss
Hunt
did
not
know
"
the
game
;
"
but
she
did
know
that
her
patient
must
be
quieted
,
and
that
at
once
.
In
spite
of
her
own
perturbation
and
heartache
,
her
hands
had
not
been
idle
,
and
she
stood
now
at
the
bedside
with
the
quieting
powder
ready
