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           "Notthat! Doctor,notthat! Youdon’tmean—thechild—willNEVERWALKagain!" 

           Itwasallconfusionthen. First,fromthebedroomcamePollyanna’sterrified"AuntPollyAuntPolly!" ThenMissPolly,seeingtheopendoorandrealizingthatherwordshadbeenheard,gavealowlittlemoanand—forthefirsttimeinherlife—fainteddeadaway. 

           Thenurse,withachoking"Sheheard!"stumbledtowardtheopendoor. ThetwodoctorsstayedwithMissPolly. Dr.Meadhadtostay—hehadcaughtMissPollyasshefell. Dr.Warrenstoodby,helplessly. ItwasnotuntilPollyannacriedoutagainsharplyandthenurseclosedthedoor,thatthetwomen,withadespairingglanceintoeachother’seyes,awoketotheimmediatedutyofbringingthewomaninDr.Mead’sarmsbacktounhappyconsciousness. 

           InPollyanna’sroom,thenursehadfoundapurringgraycatonthebedvainlytryingtoattracttheattentionofawhite-faced,wild-eyedlittlegirl. 

           "MissHunt,please,IwantAuntPolly. Iwantherrightaway,quick,please!" 

           Thenurseclosedthedoorandcameforwardhurriedly. Herfacewasverypale. 

           "She—shecan’tcomejustthisminute,dear. Shewill—alittlelater. Whatisit? Can’tI—getit?" 

           Pollyannashookherhead.