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A Red rose and a Lace shawl

           SoamazedandsoabsorbedwasMissPollywithwhatshesawintheglassthatshequiteforgotherdeterminationtodooverherhair,untilsheheardPollyannaentertheroomagain. Beforeshecouldmove,then,shefeltafoldedsomethingslippedacrosshereyesandtiedintheback. 

           "Pollyanna,Pollyanna! Whatareyoudoing?"shecried. 

           Pollyannachuckled. 

           "That’sjustwhatIdon’twantyoutoknow,AuntPolly,andIwasafraidyouWOULDpeek,soItiedonthehandkerchief. Nowsitstill. Itwon’ttakebutjustaminute,thenI’llletyousee." 

           "But,Pollyanna,"beganMissPolly,strugglingblindlytoherfeet,"youmusttakethisoff! Youchild,child!whatAREyoudoing?"shegasped,asshefeltasoftsomethingslippedabouthershoulders. 

           Pollyannaonlychuckledthemoregleefully. Withtremblingfingersshewasdrapingaboutheraunt’sshouldersthefleecyfoldsofabeautifullaceshawl,yellowedfromlongyearsofpackingaway,andfragrantwithlavender. PollyannahadfoundtheshawltheweekbeforewhenNancyhadbeenregulatingtheattic; andithadoccurredtoherto-daythattherewasnoreasonwhyheraunt,aswellasMrs.WhiteofherWesternhome,shouldnotbe"dressedup." 

           Hertaskcompleted,Pollyannasurveyedherworkwitheyesthatapproved,butthatsawyetonetouchwanting. Promptly,therefore,shepulledheraunttowardthesunparlorwhereshecouldseeabelatedredrosebloomingonthetrelliswithinreachofherhand. 

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