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Page 64
"Mr. Pendleton, you--you mean that you wish you--you had had that
woman's hand and heart all this time?"
"Why, y-yes, Pollyanna."
"Oh, I'm so glad! Then it's all right," sighed the little girl.
"Now you can take us both, and everything will be lovely."
"Take--you--both?" repeated the man, dazedly.
A faint doubt crossed Pollyanna's countenance.
"Well, of course, Aunt Polly isn't won over, yet; but I'm sure
she will be if you tell it to her just as you did to me, and then
we'd both come, of course."
A look of actual terror leaped to the man's eyes.
"Aunt Polly come--HERE!"
Pollyanna's eyes widened a little.
"Would you rather go THERE?" she asked. "Of course the house isn't
quite so pretty, but it's nearer--"
"Pollyanna, what ARE you talking about?" asked the man, very
gently now.
"Why, about where we're going to live, of course," rejoined
Pollyanna, in obvious surprise. "I THOUGHT you meant here, at
first. You said it was here that you had wanted Aunt Polly's hand
and heart all these years to make a home, and--"
An inarticulate cry came from the man's throat. He raised his
hand and began to speak; but the next moment he dropped his hand
nervelessly at his side.
"The doctor, sir," said the maid in the doorway.
Pollyanna rose at once.
John Pendleton turned to her feverishly.
"Pollyanna, for Heaven's sake, say nothing of what I asked
you--yet," he begged, in a low voice. Pollyanna dimpled into a
sunny smile.
"Of course not! Just as if I didn't know you'd rather tell her
yourself!" she called back merrily over her shoulder.
John Pendleton fell limply back in his chair.
"Why, what's up?" demanded the doctor, a minute later, his
fingers on his patient's galloping pulse.
A whimsical smile trembled on John Pendleton's lips.
"Overdose of your--tonic, I guess," he laughed, as he noted the
doctor's eyes following Pollyanna's little figure down the
driveway.
CHAPTER XX. WHICH IS MORE SURPRISING
Sunday mornings Pollyanna usually attended church and Sunday
school. Sunday afternoons she frequently went for a walk with
Nancy. She had planned one for the day after her Saturday
afternoon visit to Mr. John Pendleton; but on the way home from
Sunday school Dr. Chilton overtook her in his gig, and brought
his horse to a stop.
"Suppose you let me drive you home, Pollyanna," he suggested. "I
want to speak to you a minute. I, was just driving out to your
place to tell you," he went on, as Pollyanna settled herself at
his side. "Mr. Pendleton sent a special request for you to go to
see him this afternoon, SURE. He says it's very important."
Pollyanna nodded happily.
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