In spite of her own
perturbation and heartache, her hands had not been idle, and she
stood now at the bedside with the quieting powder ready.
"There, there, dear, just take this," she soothed; "and by and by
we'll be more rested, and we'll see what can be done then. Things
aren't half as bad as they seem, dear, lots of times, you know."
Obediently Pollyanna took the medicine, and sipped the water from
the glass in Miss Hunt's hand.
"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?"
Miss Hunt did not reply. She could not trust herself to speak
just then.
CHAPTER XXVII. TWO VISITS
It was Nancy who was sent to tell Mr. John Pendleton of Dr.
Mead's verdict. Miss Polly had remembered her promise to let him
have direct information from the house.
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