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"
Chocolate
fudge
and
fig
cake
,
indeed
!
"
scorned
Miss
Polly
.
"
I
think
we
can
remedy
that
very
soon
.
"
She
paused
in
thought
for
a
minute
,
then
went
on
slowly
:
"
At
nine
o'clock
every
morning
you
will
read
aloud
one
half-hour
to
me
.
Before
that
you
will
use
the
time
to
put
this
room
in
order
.
Wednesday
and
Saturday
forenoons
,
after
half-past
nine
,
you
will
spend
with
Nancy
in
the
kitchen
,
learning
to
cook
.
Other
mornings
you
will
sew
with
me
.
That
will
leave
the
afternoons
for
your
music
.
I
shall
,
of
course
,
procure
a
teacher
at
once
for
you
,
"
she
finished
decisively
,
as
she
arose
from
her
chair
.
Pollyanna
cried
out
in
dismay
.
"
Oh
,
but
Aunt
Polly
,
Aunt
Polly
,
you
have
n't
left
me
any
time
at
all
just
to
--
to
live
.
"
"
To
live
,
child
!
What
do
you
mean
?
As
if
you
were
n't
living
all
the
time
!
"
"
Oh
,
of
course
I
'd
be
BREATHING
all
the
time
I
was
doing
those
things
,
Aunt
Polly
,
but
I
would
n't
be
living
.
You
breathe
all
the
time
you
're
asleep
,
but
you
are
n't
living
.
I
mean
living
--
doing
the
things
you
want
to
do
:
playing
outdoors
,
reading
(
to
myself
,
of
course
)
,
climbing
hills
,
talking
to
Mr.
Tom
in
the
garden
,
and
Nancy
,
and
finding
out
all
about
the
houses
and
the
people
and
everything
everywhere
all
through
the
perfectly
lovely
streets
I
came
through
yesterday
.
That
's
what
I
call
living
,
Aunt
Polly
.
Just
breathing
is
n't
living
!
"
Miss
Polly
lifted
her
head
irritably
.
"
Pollyanna
,
you
ARE
the
most
extraordinary
child
!
You
will
be
allowed
a
proper
amount
of
playtime
,
of
course
.
But
,
surely
,
it
seems
to
me
if
I
am
willing
to
do
my
duty
in
seeing
that
you
have
proper
care
and
instruction
,
YOU
ought
to
be
willing
to
do
yours
by
seeing
that
that
care
and
instruction
are
not
ungratefully
wasted
.
"
Pollyanna
looked
shocked
.
"
Oh
,
Aunt
Polly
,
as
if
I
ever
could
be
ungrateful
--
to
YOU
!
Why
,
I
LOVE
YOU
--
and
you
are
n't
even
a
Ladies
'
Aider
;
you
're
an
aunt
!
"
"
Very
well
;
then
see
that
you
do
n't
act
ungrateful
,
"
vouchsafed
Miss
Polly
,
as
she
turned
toward
the
door
.
