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“Yes. I’d so much rather have broken legs like Mr. Pendleton’s than lifelong-invalids like Mrs. Snow, you know. Broken legs get well, and lifelong-invalids don’t.”

“I know. It takes a woman’s hand and heart, or a child’s presence to make a home,” she said.

“Oh, he always said he was, of course, but ’most always he said, too, that he wouldn’t STAY a minister a minute if ’twasn’t for the rejoicing texts.”

“And ’tisn’t cold at all, either, even if ’tis October,” observed Pollyanna, still more hopefully. “Mr. Pendleton had a fire, but he said he didn’t need it. It was just to look at. I like to look at fires, don’t you?”

“Maybe you think a nice live little boy wouldn’t be better than that old dead skeleton you keep somewhere; but I think it would!”

Why, I think even Aunt Polly’d get so glad she couldn’t help banging doors if she lived in a rainbow like that. Don’t you?”

“Why, Aunt Polly, I should think you’d be glad to have folks like to look at you! Don’t you like to look at pretty things? I’m ever so much happier when I look at pretty folks, ’cause when I look at the other kind I’m so sorry for them.”

“I know; but you’re HELPING it – don’t you see? – and of course you’re glad to help it! And so that makes you the gladdest of any of us, all the time.”

“Dr. Chilton, I should think being a doctor would be the very gladdest kind of a business there was.”

“Yes,” responded Pollyanna. “But I don’t see it that way at all. I don’t think you have to LEARN how to live. I didn’t, anyhow.”