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“’tisn’t quite so nice as yesterday, but it’s pretty nice,” she called out cheerfully.

“Why, Mr. Tom – Aunt Polly!” she stammered. “Don’t look so scared! It isn’t that I’ve got the consumption, you know, like Joel Hartley. It’s only that I was so hot – in there. But I shut the window, Aunt Polly, so the flies couldn’t carry those germ-things in.”

“Why, Nancy, that’s so! I WAS playing the game – but that’s one of the times I just did it without thinking, I reckon. You see, you DO, lots of times; you get so used to it – looking for something to be glad about, you know. And most generally there is something about everything that you can be glad about, if you keep hunting long enough to find it.”

“But I’m bad and wicked, Nancy – awful wicked,” she sobbed. “I just can’t make myself understand that God and the angels needed my father more than I did.”

hurriedly this June morning. Miss Polly did not usually make hurried movements; she specially prided herself on her repose of manner. But to-day she was hurrying – actually hurrying. Nancy, washing dishes at the sink, looked up in surprise. Nancy had been working in Miss Polly’s kitchen only two months, but already she knew that her mistress did not usually hurry. “Nancy!” “Yes, ma’am.” Nancy answered cheerfully, but she still continued wiping the pitcher in her hand. “Nancy,” – Miss Polly’s voice was very stern now – “when I’m talking to you, I wish you to stop your work and listen to what I have to say.”

but she still continued wiping the pitcher in her hand.

mistress did not usually hurry

Miss Polly did not usually make hurried movement

little hurriedly this June morning

Miss Polly Harrington entered her kitchen