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"
Well
,
of
all
the
--
"
The
man
did
not
finish
his
sentence
,
but
strode
on
faster
than
ever
.
Pollyanna
looked
after
him
with
a
disappointed
droop
to
her
usually
smiling
lips
.
"
Maybe
he
did
n't
understand
--
but
that
was
only
half
an
introduction
.
I
do
n't
know
HIS
name
,
yet
,
"
she
murmured
,
as
she
proceeded
on
her
way
.
Pollyanna
was
carrying
calf
's
-
foot
jelly
to
Mrs.
Snow
to-day
.
Miss
Polly
Harrington
always
sent
something
to
Mrs.
Snow
once
a
week
.
She
said
she
thought
that
it
was
her
duty
,
inasmuch
as
Mrs.
Snow
was
poor
,
sick
,
and
a
member
of
her
church
--
it
was
the
duty
of
all
the
church
members
to
look
out
for
her
,
of
course
.
Miss
Polly
did
her
duty
by
Mrs.
Snow
usually
on
Thursday
afternoons
--
not
personally
,
but
through
Nancy
.
To-day
Pollyanna
had
begged
the
privilege
,
and
Nancy
had
promptly
given
it
to
her
in
accordance
with
Miss
Polly
's
orders
.
"
And
it
's
glad
that
I
am
ter
get
rid
of
it
,
"
Nancy
had
declared
in
private
afterwards
to
Pollyanna
;
"
though
it
's
a
shame
ter
be
tuckin
'
the
job
off
on
ter
you
,
poor
lamb
,
so
it
is
,
it
is
!
"
"
But
I
'd
love
to
do
it
,
Nancy
.
"
"
Well
,
you
wo
n't
--
after
you
've
done
it
once
,
"
predicted
Nancy
,
sourly
.
"
Why
not
?
"
"
Because
nobody
does
.
If
folks
wa
'n'
t
sorry
for
her
there
would
n't
a
soul
go
near
her
from
mornin
'
till
night
,
she
's
that
cantankerous
.
All
is
,
I
pity
her
daughter
what
HAS
ter
take
care
of
her
.
"
"
But
,
why
,
Nancy
?
"
