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A Question answered

           Nancychuckled. 

           "You’rerightsheisandshealwayswas,Iguess! Butshe’ssomethin’more,now,sinceyoucame." 

           Pollyanna’sfacechanged. Herbrowsdrewintoatroubledfrown. 

           "There,that’swhatIwasgoingtoaskyou,Nancy,"shesighed. "DoyouthinkAuntPollylikestohavemehere? WouldshemindififIwasn’thereanymore?" 

           Nancythrewaquicklookintothelittlegirl’sabsorbedface. Shehadexpectedtobeaskedthisquestionlongbefore,andshehaddreadedit. Shehadwonderedhowsheshouldanswerithowshecouldanswerithonestlywithoutcruellyhurtingthequestioner. Butnow,NOW,inthefaceofthenewsuspicionsthathadbecomeconvictionsbytheafternoon’sumbrella-sendingNancyonlywelcomedthequestionwithopenarms. Shewassurethat,withacleanconscienceto-day,shecouldsetthelove-hungrylittlegirl’sheartatrest. 

           "Likesterhaveyehere? Wouldshemissyeifyewa’n’there?"criedNancy,indignantly. "Asifthatwa’n’tjestwhatIwastellin’ofye! Didn’tshesendmeposthastewithanumbrella‘causesheseealittlecloudinthesky? Didn’tshemakemetoteyerthingsalldown-stairs,soyoucouldhavetheprettyroomyouwanted? Why,MissPollyanna,whenyerememberhowatfirstshehatedterhave" 

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