WHICH IS SOMEWHAT SURPRISING
Pollyanna; and I have not had either. Now will you come, my dear?"
Pollyanna sprang to her feet. Her face was fairly illumined.
"Mr. Pendleton, you—you mean that you wish you—you had had that woman's hand and heart all this time?"
"Why, y-yes, Pollyanna."
"Oh, I'm so glad! Then it's all right," sighed the little girl. "Now you can take us both, and everything will be lovely."
"Take—you—both?" repeated the man, dazedly.
A faint doubt crossed Pollyanna's countenance.
"Well, of course, Aunt Polly isn't won over, yet; but I'm sure she will be if you tell it to her just as you did to me, and then we'd both come, of course."
A look of actual terror leaped to the man's eyes.
"Aunt Polly come—here!"
Pollyanna's eyes widened a little.
"Would you rather go there?" she asked. "Of course the house isn't quite so pretty, but it's nearer—"
"Pollyanna, what are you talking about?" asked the man, very gently now.
"Why, about where we're going to live, of course," rejoined Pollyanna, in obvious surprise.
