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Pollyanna and punishments
Sometimelater,Pollyanna,justdroppingofftosleep,wasstartledbyalanternflash,andatrioofamazedejaculations. SheopenedhereyestofindTimothyatthetopofaladdernearher,OldTomjustgettingthroughthewindow,andherauntpeeringoutatherfrombehindhim.
"Pollyanna,whatdoesthismean?"criedAuntPollythen.
Pollyannablinkedsleepyeyesandsatup.
"Why,Mr.Tom—AuntPolly!"shestammered. "Don’tlooksoscared! Itisn’tthatI’vegottheconsumption,youknow,likeJoelHartley. It’sonlythatIwassohot—inthere. ButIshutthewindow,AuntPolly,sothefliescouldn’tcarrythosegerm-thingsin."
Timothydisappearedsuddenlydowntheladder. OldTom,withalmostequalprecipitation,handedhislanterntoMissPolly,andfollowedhisson. MissPollybitherliphard—untilthemenweregone; thenshesaidsternly:
"Pollyanna,handthosethingstomeatonceandcomeinhere. Ofalltheextraordinarychildren!"sheejaculatedalittlelater,as,withPollyannabyherside,andthelanterninherhand,sheturnedbackintotheattic.
ToPollyannatheairwasallthemorestiflingafterthatcoolbreathoftheoutofdoors; butshedidnotcomplain. Sheonlydrewalongquiveringsigh.
AtthetopofthestairsMissPollyjerkedoutcrisply:
