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CHAPTER XXI. A

QUESTION ANSWERED

he sky was darkening fast with what appeared to be an
Tapproaching thunder shower when Pollyanna hurried
down the hill from John Pendleton’s house. Half-way home
she met Nancy with an umbrella. By that time, however, the
clouds had shifted their position and the shower was not so
imminent.
‘Guess it’s goin’ ‘round ter the north,’ announced Nancy,
eyeing the sky critically. I thought ‘twas, all the time, but
Miss Polly wanted me ter come with this. She was WOR-
RIED about ye!’
‘Was she?’ murmured Pollyanna abstractedly, eyeing the
clouds in her turn.
Nancy sniffed a little.
‘You don’t seem ter notice what I said,’ she observed ag-
grievedly. ‘I said yer aunt was WORRIED about ye!’
‘Oh,’ sighed Pollyanna, remembering suddenly the ques-
tion she was so soon to ask her aunt. ‘I’m sorry. I didn’t
mean to scare her.’
‘Well, I’m glad,’ retorted Nancy, unexpectedly. ‘I am, I
am.’
Pollyanna stared.
‘GLAD that Aunt Polly was scared about me! Why, Nan-

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