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"
I
do
n't
think
so
.
"
For
a
moment
there
was
silence
.
Miss
Polly
was
looking
at
Pollyanna
with
eyes
that
did
not
seem
to
see
her
at
all
.
The
little
girl
,
shifting
impatiently
from
one
small
foot
to
the
other
,
sighed
audibly
.
Then
Miss
Polly
roused
herself
with
a
start
.
"
Very
well
,
Pollyanna
,
"
she
said
at
last
,
still
in
that
queer
voice
,
so
unlike
her
own
;
"
you
may
you
may
take
the
jelly
to
Mr.
Pendleton
as
your
own
gift
.
But
understand
:
I
do
not
send
it
.
Be
very
sure
that
he
does
not
think
I
do
!
"
"
Yes
'm
--
no
'm
--
thank
you
,
Aunt
Polly
,
"
exulted
Pollyanna
,
as
she
flew
through
the
door
.
The
great
gray
pile
of
masonry
looked
very
different
to
Pollyanna
when
she
made
her
second
visit
to
the
house
of
Mr.
John
Pendleton
.
Windows
were
open
,
an
elderly
woman
was
hanging
out
clothes
in
the
back
yard
,
and
the
doctor
's
gig
stood
under
the
porte-cochere
.
As
before
Pollyanna
went
to
the
side
door
.
This
time
she
rang
the
bell
--
her
fingers
were
not
stiff
to-day
from
a
tight
clutch
on
a
bunch
of
keys
.
A
familiar-looking
small
dog
bounded
up
the
steps
to
greet
her
,
but
there
was
a
slight
delay
before
the
woman
who
had
been
hanging
out
the
clothes
opened
the
door
.
"
If
you
please
,
I
've
brought
some
calf
's
-
foot
jelly
for
Mr.
Pendleton
,
"
smiled
Pollyanna
.
"
Thank
you
,
"
said
the
woman
,
reaching
for
the
bowl
in
the
little
girl
's
hand
.
"
Who
shall
I
say
sent
it
?
And
it
's
calf
's
-
foot
jelly
?
"
The
doctor
,
coming
into
the
hall
at
that
moment
,
heard
the
woman
's
words
and
saw
the
disappointed
look
on
Pollyanna
's
face
.
He
stepped
quickly
forward
.
