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gun by tellin’ ye about her walkin’ again. I thought you’d
listen ter that.’
‘Jimmy, what are you talking about?’
Jimmy sighed again.
‘That’s what I’m tryin’ ter tell ye.’
‘Well, then tell me. But begin at the beginning, and be
sure I understand each thing as you go. Don’t plunge into
the middle of it as you did before—and mix everything all
up!’
Jimmy wet his lips determinedly.
‘Well, ter begin with, Dr. Chilton come ter see Mr. Pend-
leton, an’ they talked in the library. Do you understand
that?’
‘Yes, Jimmy.’ Miss Polly’s voice was rather faint.
‘Well, the window was open, and I was weedin’ the flow-
er-bed under it; an’ I heard ‘em talk.’
‘Oh, Jimmy! LISTENING?’
‘ ‘Twa’n’t about me, an’ ‘twa’n’t sneak listenin’,’ bridled
Jimmy. ‘And I’m glad I listened. You will be when I tell ye.
Why, it may make Pollyanna—walk!’
‘Jimmy, what do you mean?’ Miss Polly was leaning for-
ward eagerly.
‘There, I told ye so,’ nodded Jimmy, contentedly. ‘Well,
Dr. Chilton knows some doctor somewhere that can cure
Pollyanna, he thinks—make her walk, ye know; but he can’t
tell sure till he SEES her. And he wants ter see her somethin’
awful, but he told Mr. Pendleton that you wouldn’t let him.’
Miss Polly’s face turned very red.
‘But, Jimmy, I—I can’t—I couldn’t! That is, I didn’t know!’