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The Game and its players

           MissPollyspokesharply. Theseriesofpuzzling,disconcertingvisitsofthelastfewdays,culminatingastheyhadintheextraordinaryexperienceoftheafternoon,hadstrainedhernervestothesnappingpoint. NotsinceMissPollyanna’saccidenthadNancyheardhermistressspeaksosternly. 

           "Nancy,WILLyoutellmewhatthisabsurd‘game’isthatthewholetownseemstobebabblingabout? Andwhat,please,hasmyniecetodowithit? WHYdoeseverybody,fromMillySnowtoMrs.TomPayson,sendwordtoherthatthey’re‘playingit’? AsnearasIcanjudge,halfthetownareputtingonblueribbons,orstoppingfamilyquarrels,orlearningtolikesomethingtheyneverlikedbefore,andallbecauseofPollyanna. Itriedtoaskthechildherselfaboutit,butIcan’tseemtomakemuchheadway,andofcourseIdon’tliketoworryhernow. ButfromsomethingIheardhersaytoyoulastnight,Ishouldjudgeyouwereoneofthem,too. NowWILLyoutellmewhatitallmeans?" 

           ToMissPolly’ssurpriseanddismay,Nancyburstintotears. 

           "ItmeansthateversincelastJunethatblessedchildhasjestbeenmakin’thewholetownglad,an’nowthey’returnin’‘roundan’tryin’termakeheralittleglad,too." 

           "Gladofwhat?" 

           "Justglad! That’sthegame." 

           MissPollyactuallystampedherfoot. 

           "Thereyougolikealltherest,Nancy. Whatgame?" 

           Nancyliftedherchin. Shefacedhermistressandlookedhersquarelyintheeye. 

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