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Introducing Jimmy
"Allright. I’llbethere." Theboypausedbeforehewentonslowly:"MaybeI’dbettergoback,then,forter-night,tertheHome. YouseeIhain’tnootherplaceterstay; and—andIdidn’tleavetillthismornin’. Islippedout. Ididn’ttell‘emIwasn’tcomin’back,elsethey’dpretendIcouldn’tcome—thoughI’mthinkin’theywon’tdonoworryin’whenIdon’tshowupsometime. Theyain’tlikeFOLKS,yeknow. Theydon’tCARE!"
"Iknow,"noddedPollyanna,withunderstandingeyes. "ButI’msure,whenIseeyouto-morrow,I’llhavejustacommonhomeandfolksthatdocareallreadyforyou. Good-by!"shecalledbrightly,assheturnedbacktowardthehouse.
Inthesitting-roomwindowatthatmoment,MissPolly,whohadbeenwatchingthetwochildren,followedwithsombreeyestheboyuntilabendoftheroadhidhimfromsight. Thenshesighed,turned,andwalkedlistleslyup-stairs—andMissPollydidnotusuallymovelistlessly. Inherearsstillwastheboy’sscornful"youwassogoodandkind." Inherheartwasacurioussenseofdesolation—asofsomethinglost.
