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The little attic room

           Therewaslittletobeseenhere. Abarewallroseoneitherside. Atthetopofthestairs,widereachesofshadowyspaceledtofarcornerswheretheroofcamealmostdowntothefloor,andwherewerestackedinnumerabletrunksandboxes. Itwashotandstifling,too. UnconsciouslyPollyannaliftedherheadhigheritseemedsohardtobreathe. Thenshesawthatheraunthadthrownopenadoorattheright. 

           "There,Pollyanna,hereisyourroom,andyourtrunkishere,Isee. Haveyouyourkey?" 

           Pollyannanoddeddumbly. Hereyeswerealittlewideandfrightened. 

           Herauntfrowned. 

           "WhenIaskaquestion,Pollyanna,Ipreferthatyoushouldansweraloudnotmerelywithyourhead." 

           "Yes,AuntPolly." 

           "Thankyou; thatisbetter. Ibelieveyouhaveeverythingthatyouneedhere,"sheadded,glancingatthewell-filledtowelrackandwaterpitcher. "IwillsendNancyuptohelpyouunpack. Supperisatsixo’clock,"shefinished,asshelefttheroomandsweptdown-stairs. 

           ForamomentaftershehadgonePollyannastoodquitestill,lookingafterher. Thensheturnedherwideeyestothebarewall,thebarefloor,thebarewindows. Sheturnedthemlasttothelittletrunkthathadstoodnotsolongbeforeinherownlittleroominthefar-awayWesternhome. Thenextmomentshestumbledblindlytowarditandfellonherkneesatitsside,coveringherfacewithherhands. Nancyfoundhertherewhenshecameupafewminuteslater. 

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