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A Red rose and a Lace shawl

           "Pollyanna,whatareyoudoing? Whereareyoutakingmeto?"recoiledAuntPolly,vainlytryingtoholdherselfback. "Pollyanna,Ishallnot" 

           "It’sjusttothesunparloronlyaminute! I’llhaveyoureadynowquicker’nnotime,"pantedPollyanna,reachingfortheroseandthrustingitintothesofthairaboveMissPolly’sleftear. "There!"sheexulted,untyingtheknotofthehandkerchiefandflingingthebitoflinenfarfromher. "Oh,AuntPolly,nowIreckonyou’llbegladIdressedyouup!" 

           ForonedazedmomentMissPollylookedatherbedeckedself,andathersurroundings; thenshegavealowcryandfledtoherroom. Pollyanna,followingthedirectionofheraunt’slastdismayedgaze,saw,throughtheopenwindowsofthesunparlor,thehorseandgigturningintothedriveway. Sherecognizedatoncethemanwhoheldthereins. Delightedlysheleanedforward. 

           "Dr.Chilton,Dr.Chilton! Didyouwanttoseeme? I’muphere." 

           "Yes,"smiledthedoctor,alittlegravely. "Willyoucomedown,please?" 

           InthebedroomPollyannafoundaflushed-faced,angry-eyedwomanpluckingatthepinsthatheldalaceshawlinplace. 

           "Pollyanna,howcouldyou?"moanedthewoman. "Tothinkofyourriggingmeuplikethis,andthenlettingmeBESEEN!" 

           Pollyannastoppedindismay. "Butyoulookedlovelyperfectlylovely,AuntPolly; and" 

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