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Pollyanna pays a visit
"Becausenobodydoes. Iffolkswa’n’tsorryforhertherewouldn’tasoulgonearherfrommornin’tillnight,she’sthatcantankerous. Allis,IpityherdaughterwhatHAStertakecareofher."
"But,why,Nancy?"
Nancyshruggedhershoulders.
"Well,inplainwords,it’sjustthatnothin’whateverhashappened,hashappenedrightinMis’Snow’seyes. Eventhedaysoftheweekain’trunterhermind. Ifit’sMondayshe’sboundtersayshewished‘twasSunday; andifyoutakeherjellyyou’reprettysureterhearshewantedchicken—butifyouDIDbringherchicken,she’dbejesthankerin’forlambbroth!"
"Why,whatafunnywoman,"laughedPollyanna. "IthinkIshallliketogotoseeher. Shemustbesosurprisingand—anddifferent. IloveDIFFERENTfolks."
"Humph! Well,Mis’Snow’s‘different,’allright—Ihope,forthesakeoftherestofus!"Nancyhadfinishedgrimly.
Pollyannawasthinkingoftheseremarksto-dayassheturnedinatthegateoftheshabbylittlecottage. Hereyeswerequitesparkling,indeed,attheprospectofmeetingthis"different"Mrs.Snow.
Apale-faced,tired-lookingyounggirlansweredherknockatthedoor.
"Howdoyoudo?"beganPollyannapolitely. "I’mfromMissPollyHarrington,andI’dliketoseeMrs.Snow,please."