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Pollyanna pays a visit
"Verywell; thankyou. Yourauntisverykind,ofcourse,butmyappetiteisn’tverygoodthismorning,andIwaswantinglamb—" Shestoppedsuddenly,thenwentonwithanabruptchangeofsubject. "Ineversleptawinklastnight—notawink!"
"Odear,IwishIdidn’t,"sighedPollyanna,placingthejellyonthelittlestandandseatingherselfcomfortablyinthenearestchair. "Youlosesuchalotoftimejustsleeping! Don’tyouthinkso?"
"Losetime—sleeping!"exclaimedthesickwoman.
"Yes,whenyoumightbejustliving,youknow. Itseemssuchapitywecan’tlivenights,too."
Onceagainthewomanpulledherselferectinherbed.
"Well,ifyouain’ttheamazingyoungone!"shecried. "Here!doyougotothatwindowandpullupthecurtain,"shedirected. "Ishouldliketoknowwhatyoulooklike!"
Pollyannarosetoherfeet,butshelaughedalittleruefully.
"Odear!thenyou’llseemyfreckles,won’tyou?"shesighed,asshewenttothewindow;"—andjustwhenIwasbeingsogladitwasdarkandyoucouldn’tsee‘em. There! Nowyoucan—oh!"shebrokeoffexcitedly,assheturnedbacktothebed; "I’msogladyouwantedtoseeme,becausenowIcanseeyou! Theydidn’ttellmeyouweresopretty!"
"Me! —pretty!"scoffedthewoman,bitterly.