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It
was
not
long
after
John
Pendleton
's
second
visit
that
Milly
Snow
called
one
afternoon
.
Milly
Snow
had
never
before
been
to
the
Harrington
homestead
.
She
blushed
and
looked
very
embarrassed
when
Miss
Polly
entered
the
room
.
"
I
--
I
came
to
inquire
for
the
little
girl
,
"
she
stammered
.
"
You
are
very
kind
.
She
is
about
the
same
.
How
is
your
mother
?
"
rejoined
Miss
Polly
,
wearily
.
"
That
is
what
I
came
to
tell
you
--
that
is
,
to
ask
you
to
tell
Miss
Pollyanna
,
"
hurried
on
the
girl
,
breathlessly
and
incoherently
.
"
We
think
it
's
--
so
awful
--
so
perfectly
awful
that
the
little
thing
ca
n't
ever
walk
again
;
and
after
all
she
's
done
for
us
,
too
--
for
mother
,
you
know
,
teaching
her
to
play
the
game
,
and
all
that
.
And
when
we
heard
how
now
she
could
n't
play
it
herself
--
poor
little
dear
!
I
'm
sure
I
do
n't
see
how
she
CAN
,
either
,
in
her
condition
!
--
but
when
we
remembered
all
the
things
she
'd
said
to
us
,
we
thought
if
she
could
only
know
what
she
HAD
done
for
us
,
that
it
would
HELP
,
you
know
,
in
her
own
case
,
about
the
game
,
because
she
could
be
glad
--
that
is
,
a
little
glad
--
"
Milly
stopped
helplessly
,
and
seemed
to
be
waiting
for
Miss
Polly
to
speak
.
Miss
Polly
had
sat
politely
listening
,
but
with
a
puzzled
questioning
in
her
eyes
.
Only
about
half
of
what
had
been
said
,
had
she
understood
.
She
was
thinking
now
that
she
always
had
known
that
Milly
Snow
was
"
queer
,
"
but
she
had
not
supposed
she
was
crazy
.
In
no
other
way
,
however
,
could
she
account
for
this
incoherent
,
illogical
,
unmeaning
rush
of
words
.
When
the
pause
came
she
filled
it
with
a
quiet
:
"
I
do
n't
think
I
quite
understand
,
Milly
.
Just
what
is
it
that
you
want
me
to
tell
my
niece
?
"
"
Yes
,
that
's
it
;
I
want
you
to
tell
her
,
"
answered
the
girl
,
feverishly
.
"
Make
her
see
what
she
's
done
for
us
.
Of
course
she
's
SEEN
some
things
,
because
she
's
been
there
,
and
she
's
known
mother
is
different
;
but
I
want
her
to
know
HOW
different
she
is
--
and
me
,
too
.
I
'm
different
.
I
've
been
trying
to
play
it
--
the
game
--
a
little
.
"
Miss
Polly
frowned
.
She
would
have
asked
what
Milly
meant
by
this
"
game
,
"
but
there
was
no
opportunity
.
Milly
was
rushing
on
again
with
nervous
volubility
.
"
You
know
nothing
was
ever
right
before
--
for
mother
.
She
was
always
wanting
'
em
different
.
And
,
really
,
I
do
n't
know
as
one
could
blame
her
much
--
under
the
circumstances
.
But
now
she
lets
me
keep
the
shades
up
,
and
she
takes
interest
in
things
--
how
she
looks
,
and
her
nightdress
,
and
all
that
.
And
she
's
actually
begun
to
knit
little
things
--
reins
and
baby
blankets
for
fairs
and
hospitals
.
And
she
's
so
interested
,
and
so
GLAD
to
think
she
can
do
it
!
--
and
that
was
all
Miss
Pollyanna
's
doings
,
you
know
,
'
cause
she
told
mother
she
could
be
glad
she
'd
got
her
hands
and
arms
,
anyway
;
and
that
made
mother
wonder
right
away
why
she
did
n't
DO
something
with
her
hands
and
arms
.
And
so
she
began
to
do
something
--
to
knit
,
you
know
.
