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           "Thatwilldo,Pollyanna. IreallydonotwishtodiscussDr.Chiltonorhisfeelings,"reprovedMissPolly,decisively. 

           Pollyannalookedatherforamomentwithmournfullyinterestedeyes; thenshesighed: 

           "Ijustlovetoseeyouwhenyourcheeksarepinklikethat,AuntPolly; butIwouldsoliketofixyourhair. IfWhy,AuntPolly!" Butherauntwasalreadyoutofsightdownthehall. 

           ItwastowardtheendofAugustthatPollyanna,makinganearlymorningcallonJohnPendleton,foundtheflamingbandofblueandgoldandgreenedgedwithredandvioletlyingacrosshispillow. Shestoppedshortinaweddelight. 

           "Why,Mr.Pendleton,it’sababyrainbowarealrainbowcomeintopayyouavisit!"sheexclaimed,clappingherhandstogethersoftly. "Ohohoh,howprettyitis! ButhowDIDitgetin?"shecried. 

           Themanlaughedalittlegrimly:JohnPendletonwasparticularlyoutofsortswiththeworldthismorning. 

           "Well,Isupposeit‘gotin’throughthebevellededgeofthatglassthermometerinthewindow,"hesaidwearily. "Thesunshouldn’tstrikeitatallbutitdoesinthemorning." 

           "Oh,butit’ssopretty,Mr.Pendleton! Anddoesjustthesundothat? My! ifitwasmineI’dhaveithanginthesunalldaylong!" 

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