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Miss Polly’s voice was very stern now

she specially prided herself on her repose of manner.

“I know; that sounds like things father used to say,” faltered Pollyanna, blinking off the tears. “He said there was always something about everything that might be worse; but I reckon he’d never just heard he couldn’t ever walk again. I don’t see how there CAN be anything about that, that could be worse – do you?”

“The child’s presence,” stammered Pollyanna, hastily. “Mr. Pendleton told me once, you see, that only a woman’s hand and heart or a child’s presence could make a – a home. And now he’s got it – the child’s presence.”

“Why, Aunt Polly, there IS something I can be glad about, after all. I can be glad I’ve HAD my legs, anyway – else I couldn’t have done – that!”

“Which makes me all the gladder, you know, that I HAVE had my legs,” Pollyanna confided to her aunt afterwards.

Why, Aunt Polly, I don’t know but I’m so glad that I don’t mind – even my legs, now!”

“Why, Miss Hunt, if I can’t walk, how am I ever going to be glad for – ANYTHING?”

“Well, you see, since I have been hurt, you’ve called me ‘dear’ lots of times – and you didn’t before. I love to be called ‘dear’ – by folks that belong to you, I mean. Some of the Ladies’ Aiders did call me that; and of course that was pretty nice, but not so nice as if they had belonged to me, like you do. Oh, Aunt Polly, I’m so glad you belong to me!”

“I am. I’ve been thinking of ’em – lots of ’em – all the time I’ve been looking up at that rainbow. I love rainbows.