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Old
Tom
shook
his
head
.
"
I
know
.
I
've
felt
it
.
It
's
nart
'
ral
--
but
'
tai
n't
best
,
child
;
'
tai
n't
best
.
Take
my
word
for
it
,
'
tai
n't
best
.
"
And
again
he
bent
his
old
head
to
the
work
before
him
.
"
Nancy
!
"
called
a
sharp
voice
.
"
Y-yes
,
ma'am
,
"
stammered
Nancy
;
and
hurried
toward
the
house
.
In
due
time
came
the
telegram
announcing
that
Pollyanna
would
arrive
in
Beldingsville
the
next
day
,
the
twenty-fifth
of
June
,
at
four
o'clock
.
Miss
Polly
read
the
telegram
,
frowned
,
then
climbed
the
stairs
to
the
attic
room
.
She
still
frowned
as
she
looked
about
her
.
The
room
contained
a
small
bed
,
neatly
made
,
two
straight-backed
chairs
,
a
washstand
,
a
bureau
--
without
any
mirror
--
and
a
small
table
.
There
were
no
drapery
curtains
at
the
dormer
windows
,
no
pictures
on
the
wall
.
All
day
the
sun
had
been
pouring
down
upon
the
roof
,
and
the
little
room
was
like
an
oven
for
heat
.
As
there
were
no
screens
,
the
windows
had
not
been
raised
.
A
big
fly
was
buzzing
angrily
at
one
of
them
now
,
up
and
down
,
up
and
down
,
trying
to
get
out
.
Miss
Polly
killed
the
fly
,
swept
it
through
the
window
(
raising
the
sash
an
inch
for
the
purpose
)
,
straightened
a
chair
,
frowned
again
,
and
left
the
room
.
"
Nancy
,
"
she
said
a
few
minutes
later
,
at
the
kitchen
door
,
"
I
found
a
fly
up-stairs
in
Miss
Pollyanna
's
room
.
The
window
must
have
been
raised
at
some
time
.
I
have
ordered
screens
,
but
until
they
come
I
shall
expect
you
to
see
that
the
windows
remain
closed
.
My
niece
will
arrive
to-morrow
at
four
o'clock
.
I
desire
you
to
meet
her
at
the
station
.
Timothy
will
take
the
open
buggy
and
drive
you
over
.
The
telegram
says
'
light
hair
,
red-checked
gingham
dress
,
and
straw
hat
.
'
That
is
all
I
know
,
but
I
think
it
is
sufficient
for
your
purpose
.
"
"
Yes
,
ma'am
;
but
--
you
--
"
Miss
Polly
evidently
read
the
pause
aright
,
for
she
frowned
and
said
crisply
:
"
No
,
I
shall
not
go
.
It
is
not
necessary
that
I
should
,
I
think
.
That
is
all
.
"
And
she
turned
away
--
Miss
Polly
's
arrangements
for
the
comfort
of
her
niece
,
Pollyanna
,
were
complete
.
In
the
kitchen
,
Nancy
sent
her
flatiron
with
a
vicious
dig
across
the
dish-towel
she
was
ironing
.
