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CHAPTER XXXI. A

NEW UNCLE

he next time Dr. Warren entered the chamber where
TPollyanna lay watching the dancing shimmer of color
on the ceiling, a tall, broad-shouldered man followed close
behind him.
‘Dr. Chilton!—oh, Dr. Chilton, how glad I am to see
YOU!’ cried Pollyanna. And at the joyous rapture of the
voice, more than one pair of eyes in the room brimmed
hot with sudden tears. ‘But, of course, if Aunt Polly doesn’t
want—‘
‘It is all right, my dear; don’t worry,’ soothed Miss Polly,
agitatedly, hurrying forward. ‘I have told Dr. Chilton that—
that I want him to look you over—with Dr. Warren, this
morning.’
‘Oh, then you asked him to come,’ murmured Pollyanna,
contentedly.
‘Yes, dear, I asked him. That is—‘ But it was too late. The
adoring happiness that had leaped to Dr. Chilton’s eyes was
unmistakable and Miss Polly had seen it. With very pink
cheeks she turned and left the room hurriedly.
Over in the window the nurse and Dr. Warren were
talking earnestly. Dr. Chilton held out both his hands to
Pollyanna.

Pollyanna