"You
see you're the only one I told, and I thought Mr. Pendleton
looked sort of funny when I said I'd told YOU."
"Did he?" The doctor's lips twitched.
"Yes. And of course he wouldn't want many people to know it--when
'twasn't true. But why don't you get a woman's hand and heart,
Dr. Chilton?"
There was a moment's silence; then very gravely the doctor said:
"They're not always to be had--for the asking, little girl."
Pollyanna frowned thoughtfully.
"But I should think you could get 'em," she argued. The
flattering emphasis was unmistakable.
"Thank you," laughed the doctor, with uplifted eyebrows. Then,
gravely again: "I'm afraid some of your older sisters would not
be quite so--confident. At least, they--they haven't shown
themselves to be so--obliging," he observed.
Pollyanna frowned again. Then her eyes widened in surprise.
"Why, Dr. Chilton, you don't mean--you didn't try to get
somebody's hand and heart once, like Mr. Pendleton, and--and
couldn't, did you?"
The doctor got to his feet a little abruptly.
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