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A Red rose and a Lace shawl

           "‘Lovely’!"scornedthewoman,flingingtheshawltoonesideandattackingherhairwithshakingfingers. 

           "Oh,AuntPolly,please,pleaseletthehairstay!" 

           "Stay? Likethis? AsifIwould!" AndMissPollypulledthelockssotightlybackthatthelastcurllaystretcheddeadattheendsofherfingers. 

           "Odear! Andyoudidlooksopretty,"almostsobbedPollyanna,asshestumbledthroughthedoor. 

           Down-stairsPollyannafoundthedoctorwaitinginhisgig. 

           "I’veprescribedyouforapatient,andhe’ssentmetogettheprescriptionfilled,"announcedthedoctor. "Willyougo?" 

           "Youmeananerrandtothedrugstore?"askedPollyanna,alittleuncertainly. "IusedtogosomefortheLadies’Aiders." 

           Thedoctorshookhisheadwithasmile. 

           "Notexactly. It’sMr.JohnPendleton. Hewouldliketoseeyouto-day,ifyou’llbesogoodastocome. It’sstoppedraining,soIdrovedownafteryou. Willyoucome? I’llcallforyouandbringyoubackbeforesixo’clock." 

           "I’dloveto!"exclaimedPollyanna. "LetmeaskAuntPolly." 

           Inafewmomentsshereturned,hatinhand,butwithratherasoberface. 

           "Didn’tyourauntwantyoutogo?"askedthedoctor,alittlediffidently,astheydroveaway. 

           "Y-yes,"sighedPollyanna. "SheshewantedmetogoTOOmuch,I’mafraid." 

           "WantedyoutogoTOOMUCH!" 

           Pollyannasighedagain. 

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