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           "Ofcourseshe’sbeengoodtoyou! Butshedoesn’twantyou,I’llwarrant,halfsomuchasIdo,"hecontested. 

           "Why,Mr.Pendleton,she’sglad,Iknow,tohave—" 

           "Glad!"interruptedtheman,thoroughlylosinghispatiencenow. "I’llwagerMissPollydoesn’tknowhowtobeglad—foranything! Oh,shedoesherduty,Iknow. She’saveryDUTIFULwoman. I’vehadexperiencewithher‘duty,’before. I’llacknowledgewehaven’tbeenthebestoffriendsforthelastfifteenortwentyyears. ButIknowher. Everyoneknowsher—andsheisn’tthe‘glad’kind,Pollyanna. Shedoesn’tknowhowtobe. Asforyourcomingtome—youjustaskherandseeifshewon’tletyoucome. And,oh,littlegirl,littlegirl,Iwantyouso!"hefinishedbrokenly. 

           Pollyannarosetoherfeetwithalongsigh. 

           "Allright. I’llaskher,"shesaidwistfully. "OfcourseIdon’tmeanthatIwouldn’tliketoliveherewithyou,Mr.Pendleton,but—" Shedidnotcompletehersentence. Therewasamoment’ssilence,thensheadded:"Well,anyhow,I’mgladIdidn’ttellheryesterday; —‘causethenIsupposedSHEwaswanted,too." 

           JohnPendletonsmiledgrimly. 

           "Well,yes,Pollyanna; Iguessitisjustaswellyoudidn’tmentionit—yesterday." 

           "Ididn’t—onlytothedoctor; andofcoursehedoesn’tcount." 

           "Thedoctor!"criedJohnPendleton,turningquickly. "Not—Dr.—Chilton?"