A new Uncle

           ThenexttimeDr.WarrenenteredthechamberwherePollyannalaywatchingthedancingshimmerofcolorontheceiling,atall,broad-shoulderedmanfollowedclosebehindhim. 

           "Dr.Chilton! —oh,Dr.Chilton,howgladIamtoseeYOU!"criedPollyanna. Andatthejoyousraptureofthevoice,morethanonepairofeyesintheroombrimmedhotwithsuddentears. "But,ofcourse,ifAuntPollydoesn’twant—" 

           "Itisallright,mydear;don’tworry,"soothedMissPolly,agitatedly,hurryingforward. "IhavetoldDr.Chiltonthat—thatIwanthimtolookyouover—withDr.Warren,thismorning." 

           "Oh,thenyouaskedhimtocome,"murmuredPollyanna,contentedly. 

           "Yes,dear,Iaskedhim. Thatis—" Butitwastoolate. TheadoringhappinessthathadleapedtoDr.Chilton’seyeswasunmistakableandMissPollyhadseenit. Withverypinkcheekssheturnedandlefttheroomhurriedly. 

           OverinthewindowthenurseandDr.Warrenweretalkingearnestly. Dr.ChiltonheldoutbothhishandstoPollyanna. 

           "Littlegirl,I’mthinkingthatoneoftheverygladdestjobsyoueverdidhasbeendoneto-day,"hesaidinavoiceshakenwithemotion. 

           Attwilightawonderfullytremulous,wonderfullydifferentAuntPollycrepttoPollyanna’sbedside. Thenursewasatsupper. Theyhadtheroomtothemselves. 

           "Pollyanna,dear,I’mgoingtotellyou—theveryfirstoneofall. SomedayI’mgoingtogiveDr.Chiltontoyouforyour—uncle. Andit’syouthathavedoneitall. Oh,Pollyanna,I’mso—happy! Andso—glad!—darling!"