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"Yes; AuntPolly. And,ofcourseheWOULDwanttotellherhimselfinsteadofhavingmedoit—lovers,so!"
"Lovers!"Asthedoctorsaidtheword,thehorsestartedviolently,asifthehandthatheldthereinshadgiventhemasharpjerk.
"Yes,"noddedPollyanna,happily. "That’sthestory-part,yousee. Ididn’tknowittillNancytoldme. ShesaidAuntPollyhadaloveryearsago,andtheyquarrelled. Shedidn’tknowwhoitwasatfirst. Butwe’vefoundoutnow. It’sMr.Pendleton,youknow."
Thedoctorrelaxedsuddenly,Thehandholdingthereinsfelllimplytohislap.
"Oh!No; I—didn’tknow,"hesaidquietly.
Pollyannahurriedon—theywerenearingtheHarringtonhomestead.
"Yes; andI’msogladnow. It’scomeoutlovely. Mr.Pendletonaskedmetocomeandlivewithhim,butofcourseIwouldn’tleaveAuntPollylikethat—aftershe’dbeensogoodtome. Thenhetoldmeallaboutthewoman’shandandheartthatheusedtowant,andIfoundoutthathewanteditnow; andIwassoglad! Forofcourseifhewantstomakeupthequarrel,everythingwillbeallrightnow,andAuntPollyandIwillbothgotolivethere,orelsehe’llcometolivewithus. OfcourseAuntPollydoesn’tknowyet,andwehaven’tgoteverythingsettled; soIsupposethatiswhyhewantedtoseemethisafternoon,sure."
Thedoctorsatsuddenlyerect. Therewasanoddsmileonhislips.
"Yes; IcanwellimaginethatMr.JohnPendletondoes—wanttoseeyou,Pollyanna,"henodded,ashepulledhishorsetoastopbeforethedoor. "There’sAuntPollynowinthewindow,"criedPollyanna; then,asecondlater:"Why,no,sheisn’t—butIthoughtIsawher!"
