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“Why, Aunt Polly, I just told you!” Pollyanna’s eyes were wide with surprise. “He’s for you. I brought him home – so he could live here, you know. He wants a home and folks. I told him how good you were to me, and to Fluffy and Buffy, and that I knew you would be to him, because of course he’s even nicer than cats and dogs.”

“Now you don’t look as if you’d be glad even for calf’s-foot jelly,” she chuckled, stopping before him.

“Of course I knew,” hurried on Pollyanna, gratefully, “that you wouldn’t let a dear little lonesome kitty go hunting for a home when you’d just taken ME in; and I said so to Mrs. Ford when she asked if you’d let me keep it. Why, I had the Ladies’ Aid, you know, and kitty didn’t have anybody. I knew you’d feel that way,” she nodded happily, as she ran from the room.

“Why, yes. You see, if you’d felt like banging doors you’d have banged ’em, of course; and if you didn’t, that must have meant that you weren’t ever glad over anything – or you would have banged ’em. You couldn’t have helped it. And I’m so sorry you weren’t ever glad over anything[79]!”

“Why, I told you I would. Don’t you remember? You asked me to tell you something to be glad about – glad, you know, even though you did have to lie

“I was just bound you should have what you wanted for once;

“As if anybody COULD eat dollar bills and not know it, Nancy, when they come to try to chew ’em!”

“How do you do?” she chirped. “I’m so glad it isn’t yesterday, aren’t you?”

“It isn’t so nice to-day, is it?” she called blithesomely. “I’m glad it doesn’t rain always, anyhow!”

“Of course not – and I’m glad, too,” nodded Pollyanna, cheerfully, “because then I can fix it again. Anyhow, I should think you’d be glad it’s black – black shows up so much nicer on a pillow than yellow hair like mine does.”