Поллианна

           "Eh?Oh!Humph!"gruntedthemanasbefore; andonceagainPollyannalaughedhappily. WhenforthethirdtimePollyannaaccostedhiminmuchthesamemanner,themanstoppedabruptly. 

           "Seehere,child,whoareyou,andwhyareyouspeakingtomeeveryday?" 

           "I’mPollyannaWhittier,andIthoughtyoulookedlonesome. I’msogladyoustopped. Nowwe’reintroduced—onlyIdon’tknowyournameyet." 

           "Well,ofallthe—" Themandidnotfinishhissentence,butstrodeonfasterthanever. 

           Pollyannalookedafterhimwithadisappointeddrooptoherusuallysmilinglips. 

           "Maybehedidn’tunderstand—butthatwasonlyhalfanintroduction. Idon’tknowHISname,yet,"shemurmured,assheproceededonherway. 

           Pollyannawascarryingcalf’s-footjellytoMrs.Snowto-day. MissPollyHarringtonalwayssentsomethingtoMrs.Snowonceaweek. Shesaidshethoughtthatitwasherduty,inasmuchasMrs.Snowwaspoor,sick,andamemberofherchurch—itwasthedutyofallthechurchmemberstolookoutforher,ofcourse. MissPollydidherdutybyMrs.SnowusuallyonThursdayafternoons—notpersonally,butthroughNancy. To-dayPollyannahadbeggedtheprivilege,andNancyhadpromptlygivenittoherinaccordancewithMissPolly’sorders. 

           "Andit’sgladthatIamtergetridofit,"NancyhaddeclaredinprivateafterwardstoPollyanna; "thoughit’sashameterbetuckin’thejoboffonteryou,poorlamb,soitis,itis!" 

           "ButI’dlovetodoit,Nancy." 

           "Well,youwon’t—afteryou’vedoneitonce,"predictedNancy,sourly. 

           "Whynot?"