INTRODUCING JIMMY
"Not much you will! Maybe you think I'm goin' ter stand 'round an' hear a whole lot o' women call me a beggar, instead of jest one! Not much!"
"Oh, but you wouldn't be there," argued Pollyanna, quickly. "I'd go alone, of course, and tell them."
"You would?"
"Yes; and I'd tell it better this time," hurried on Pollyanna, quick to see the signs of relenting in the boy's face. "And there'd be some of 'em, I know, that would be glad to give you a home."
"I'd work—don't forget ter say that," cautioned the boy.
"Of course not," promised Pollyanna, happily, sure now that her point was gained. "Then I'll let you know to-morrow."
"Where?"
"By the road—where I found you to-day; near Mrs. Snow's house."
"All right. I'll be there." The boy paused before he went on slowly: "Maybe I'd better go back, then, for ter-night, ter the Home. You see I hain't no other place ter stay; and—and I didn't leave till this mornin'. I slipped out. I didn't tell 'em I wasn't comin' back, else they'd pretend I couldn't come—though I'm thinkin' they won't do no worryin' when I don't show up sometime. They ain't like folks, ye know. They don't care!"
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