I told him that the last time I saw him, and he told me
this to-day."
"I thought as much," triumphed Nancy. "And Miss Polly wouldn't
send the jelly herself, would she?"
"No."
"And you told him she didn't send it?"
"Why, yes; I--"
"And he began ter act queer and cry out sudden after he found out
you was her niece. He did that, didn't he?"
"Why, y-yes; he did act a little queer--over that jelly,"
admitted Pollyanna, with a thoughtful frown.
Nancy drew a long sigh.
"Then I've got it, sure! Now listen. MR. JOHN PENDLETON WAS MISS
POLLY HARRINGTON'S LOVER!" she announced impressively, but with a
furtive glance over her shoulder.
"Why, Nancy, he couldn't be! She doesn't like him," objected
Pollyanna.
Nancy gave her a scornful glance.
"Of course she don't! THAT'S the quarrel!"
Pollyanna still looked incredulous, and with another long breath
Nancy happily settled herself to tell the story.
"It's like this. Just before you come, Mr. Tom told me Miss Polly
had had a lover once. I didn't believe it.
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