Поллианна

           Pollyannarelaxedvisibly. "Oh,that’sallright,then." Therewasamoment’ssilence,thenshewentonbrightly:"Anddoyouknow? I’mglad,afterall,thatshedidn’tcometomeetme; becausenowI’vegotHERstillcoming,andI’vegotyoubesides." 

           Nancyflushed. Timothyturnedtoherwithaquizzicalsmile. 

           "Icallthataprettyslickcompliment,"hesaid. "Whydon’tyouthankthelittlelady?" 

           "I—Iwasthinkin’about—MissPolly,"falteredNancy. 

           Pollyannasighedcontentedly. 

           "Iwas,too. I’msointerestedinher. Youknowshe’salltheauntI’vegot,andIdidn’tknowIhadherforeversolong. Thenfathertoldme. Hesaidshelivedinalovelygreatbighouse‘wayontopofahill." 

           "Shedoes. Youcanseeitnow,"saidNancy. 

           "It’sthatbigwhiteonewiththegreenblinds,‘wayahead." 

           "Oh,howpretty! —andwhatalotoftreesandgrassallaroundit! Ineversawsuchalotofgreengrass,seemsso,allatonce. IsmyAuntPollyrich,Nancy?" 

           "Yes,Miss."