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"
Oh
,
it
's
you
,
is
it
?
"
asked
a
fretful
voice
from
the
bed
.
"
I
remember
you
.
ANYbody
'd
remember
you
,
I
guess
,
if
they
saw
you
once
.
I
wish
you
had
come
yesterday
.
I
WANTED
you
yesterday
.
"
"
Did
you
?
Well
,
I
'm
glad
'
tis
n't
any
farther
away
from
yesterday
than
to-day
is
,
then
,
"
laughed
Pollyanna
,
advancing
cheerily
into
the
room
,
and
setting
her
basket
carefully
down
on
a
chair
.
"
My
!
but
are
n't
you
dark
here
,
though
?
I
ca
n't
see
you
a
bit
,
"
she
cried
,
unhesitatingly
crossing
to
the
window
and
pulling
up
the
shade
.
"
I
want
to
see
if
you
've
fixed
your
hair
like
I
did
--
oh
,
you
have
n't
!
But
,
never
mind
;
I
'm
glad
you
have
n't
,
after
all
,
'
cause
maybe
you
'll
let
me
do
it
--
later
.
But
now
I
want
you
to
see
what
I
've
brought
you
.
"
The
woman
stirred
restlessly
.
"
Just
as
if
how
it
looks
would
make
any
difference
in
how
it
tastes
,
"
she
scoffed
--
but
she
turned
her
eyes
toward
the
basket
.
"
Well
,
what
is
it
?
"
"
Guess
!
What
do
you
want
?
"
Pollyanna
had
skipped
back
to
the
basket
.
Her
face
was
alight
.
The
sick
woman
frowned
.
"
Why
,
I
do
n't
WANT
anything
,
as
I
know
of
,
"
she
sighed
.
"
After
all
,
they
all
taste
alike
!
"
Pollyanna
chuckled
.
"
This
wo
n't
.
Guess
!
If
you
DID
want
something
,
what
would
it
be
?
"
The
woman
hesitated
.
She
did
not
realize
it
herself
,
but
she
had
so
long
been
accustomed
to
wanting
what
she
did
not
have
,
that
to
state
off-hand
what
she
DID
want
seemed
impossible
--
until
she
knew
what
she
had
.
Obviously
,
however
,
she
must
say
something
.
This
extraordinary
child
was
waiting
.
"
Well
,
of
course
,
there
's
lamb
broth
--
"
