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Pollyanna
caught
her
breath
.
In
spite
of
her
feeling
of
haste
,
she
paused
a
moment
and
looked
fearfully
through
the
vestibule
to
the
wide
,
sombre
hall
beyond
,
her
thoughts
in
a
whirl
.
This
was
John
Pendleton
's
house
;
the
house
of
mystery
;
the
house
into
which
no
one
but
its
master
entered
;
the
house
which
sheltered
,
somewhere
--
a
skeleton
.
Yet
she
,
Pollyanna
,
was
expected
to
enter
alone
these
fearsome
rooms
,
and
telephone
the
doctor
that
the
master
of
the
house
lay
now
--
With
a
little
cry
Pollyanna
,
looking
neither
to
the
right
nor
the
left
,
fairly
ran
through
the
hall
to
the
door
at
the
end
and
opened
it
.
The
room
was
large
,
and
sombre
with
dark
woods
and
hangings
like
the
hall
;
but
through
the
west
window
the
sun
threw
a
long
shaft
of
gold
across
the
floor
,
gleamed
dully
on
the
tarnished
brass
andirons
in
the
fireplace
,
and
touched
the
nickel
of
the
telephone
on
the
great
desk
in
the
middle
of
the
room
.
It
was
toward
this
desk
that
Pollyanna
hurriedly
tiptoed
.
The
telephone
card
was
not
on
its
hook
;
it
was
on
the
floor
.
But
Pollyanna
found
it
,
and
ran
her
shaking
forefinger
down
through
the
C
's
to
"
Chilton
.
"
In
due
time
she
had
Dr.
Chilton
himself
at
the
other
end
of
the
wires
,
and
was
tremblingly
delivering
her
message
and
answering
the
doctor
's
terse
,
pertinent
questions
.
This
done
,
she
hung
up
the
receiver
and
drew
a
long
breath
of
relief
.
Only
a
brief
glance
did
Pollyanna
give
about
her
;
then
,
with
a
confused
vision
in
her
eyes
of
crimson
draperies
,
book-lined
walls
,
a
littered
floor
,
an
untidy
desk
,
innumerable
closed
doors
(
any
one
of
which
might
conceal
a
skeleton
)
,
and
everywhere
dust
,
dust
,
dust
,
she
fled
back
through
the
hall
to
the
great
carved
door
,
still
half
open
as
she
had
left
it
.
In
what
seemed
,
even
to
the
injured
man
,
an
incredibly
short
time
,
Pollyanna
was
back
in
the
woods
at
the
man
's
side
.
"
Well
,
what
is
the
trouble
?
Could
n't
you
get
in
?
"
he
demanded
.
Pollyanna
opened
wide
her
eyes
.
"
Why
,
of
course
I
could
!
I
'm
HERE
,
"
she
answered
.
"
As
if
I
'd
be
here
if
I
had
n't
got
in
!
And
the
doctor
will
be
right
up
just
as
soon
as
possible
with
the
men
and
things
.
He
said
he
knew
just
where
you
were
,
so
I
did
n't
stay
to
show
him
.
I
wanted
to
be
with
you
.
"
"
Did
you
?
"
smiled
the
man
,
grimly
.
"
Well
,
I
ca
n't
say
I
admire
your
taste
.
I
should
think
you
might
find
pleasanter
companions
.
"
"
Do
you
mean
--
because
you
're
so
--
cross
?
"
