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"
But
it
was
n't
anything
only
that
I
'd
been
kind
of
planning
on
pretty
carpets
and
lace
curtains
and
things
,
you
know
.
But
,
of
course
--
"
"
PLANNING
on
them
!
"
interrupted
Miss
Polly
,
sharply
.
Pollyanna
blushed
still
more
painfully
.
"
I
ought
not
to
have
,
of
course
,
Aunt
Polly
,
"
she
apologized
.
"
It
was
only
because
I
'd
always
wanted
them
and
had
n't
had
them
,
I
suppose
.
Oh
,
we
'd
had
two
rugs
in
the
barrels
,
but
they
were
little
,
you
know
,
and
one
had
ink
spots
,
and
the
other
holes
;
and
there
never
were
only
those
two
pictures
;
the
one
fath
--
I
mean
the
good
one
we
sold
,
and
the
bad
one
that
broke
.
Of
course
if
it
had
n't
been
for
all
that
I
should
n't
have
wanted
them
,
so
--
pretty
things
,
I
mean
;
and
I
should
n't
have
got
to
planning
all
through
the
hall
that
first
day
how
pretty
mine
would
be
here
,
and
--
and
--
but
,
truly
,
Aunt
Polly
,
it
was
n't
but
just
a
minute
--
I
mean
,
a
few
minutes
--
before
I
was
being
glad
that
the
bureau
DID
N'T
have
a
looking-glass
,
because
it
did
n't
show
my
freckles
;
and
there
could
n't
be
a
nicer
picture
than
the
one
out
my
window
there
;
and
you
've
been
so
good
to
me
,
that
--
"
Miss
Polly
rose
suddenly
to
her
feet
.
Her
face
was
very
red
.
"
That
will
do
,
Pollyanna
,
"
she
said
stiffly
.
"
You
have
said
quite
enough
,
I
'm
sure
.
"
The
next
minute
she
had
swept
down
the
stairs
--
and
not
until
she
reached
the
first
floor
did
it
suddenly
occur
to
her
that
she
had
gone
up
into
the
attic
to
find
a
white
wool
shawl
in
the
cedar
chest
near
the
east
window
.
Less
than
twenty-four
hours
later
,
Miss
Polly
said
to
Nancy
,
crisply
:
"
Nancy
,
you
may
move
Miss
Pollyanna
's
things
down-stairs
this
morning
to
the
room
directly
beneath
.
I
have
decided
to
have
my
niece
sleep
there
for
the
present
.
"
"
Yes
,
ma'am
,
"
said
Nancy
aloud
.
"
O
glory
!
"
said
Nancy
to
herself
.
To
Pollyanna
,
a
minute
later
,
she
cried
joyously
: