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Pollyanna
sprang
to
his
side
at
once
.
"
It
's
--
it
's
--
why
,
it
's
just
a
lot
of
ladies
that
meet
and
sew
and
give
suppers
and
raise
money
and
--
and
talk
;
that
's
what
a
Ladies
'
Aid
is
.
They
're
awfully
kind
--
that
is
,
most
of
mine
was
,
back
home
.
I
have
n't
seen
this
one
here
,
but
they
're
always
good
,
I
reckon
.
I
'm
going
to
tell
them
about
you
this
afternoon
.
"
Again
the
boy
turned
fiercely
.
"
Not
much
you
will
!
Maybe
you
think
I
'm
goin
'
ter
stand
'
round
an
'
hear
a
whole
LOT
o
'
women
call
me
a
beggar
,
instead
of
jest
ONE
!
Not
much
!
"
"
Oh
,
but
you
would
n't
be
there
,
"
argued
Pollyanna
,
quickly
.
"
I
'd
go
alone
,
of
course
,
and
tell
them
.
"
"
You
would
?
"
"
Yes
;
and
I
'd
tell
it
better
this
time
,
"
hurried
on
Pollyanna
,
quick
to
see
the
signs
of
relenting
in
the
boy
's
face
.
"
And
there
'd
be
some
of
'
em
,
I
know
,
that
would
be
glad
to
give
you
a
home
.
"
"
I
'd
work
--
do
n't
forget
ter
say
that
,
"
cautioned
the
boy
.
"
Of
course
not
,
"
promised
Pollyanna
,
happily
,
sure
now
that
her
point
was
gained
.
"
Then
I
'll
let
you
know
to-morrow
.
"
"
Where
?
"
