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           "Verywell; thankyou. Yourauntisverykind,ofcourse,butmyappetiteisn’tverygoodthismorning,andIwaswantinglamb—" Shestoppedsuddenly,thenwentonwithanabruptchangeofsubject. "Ineversleptawinklastnight—notawink!" 

           "Odear,IwishIdidn’t,"sighedPollyanna,placingthejellyonthelittlestandandseatingherselfcomfortablyinthenearestchair. "Youlosesuchalotoftimejustsleeping! Don’tyouthinkso?" 

           "Losetime—sleeping!"exclaimedthesickwoman. 

           "Yes,whenyoumightbejustliving,youknow. Itseemssuchapitywecan’tlivenights,too." 

           Onceagainthewomanpulledherselferectinherbed. 

           "Well,ifyouain’ttheamazingyoungone!"shecried. "Here!doyougotothatwindowandpullupthecurtain,"shedirected. "Ishouldliketoknowwhatyoulooklike!" 

           Pollyannarosetoherfeet,butshelaughedalittleruefully. 

           "Odear!thenyou’llseemyfreckles,won’tyou?"shesighed,asshewenttothewindow;"—andjustwhenIwasbeingsogladitwasdarkandyoucouldn’tsee‘em. There! Nowyoucan—oh!"shebrokeoffexcitedly,assheturnedbacktothebed; "I’msogladyouwantedtoseeme,becausenowIcanseeyou! Theydidn’ttellmeyouweresopretty!" 

           "Me! —pretty!"scoffedthewoman,bitterly.