And she's actually begun
to knit little things--reins and baby blankets for fairs and
hospitals. And she's so interested, and so GLAD to think she can
do it!--and that was all Miss Pollyanna's doings, you know,
'cause she told mother she could be glad she'd got her hands and
arms, anyway; and that made mother wonder right away why she
didn't DO something with her hands and arms. And so she began to
do something--to knit, you know. And you can't think what a
different room it is now, what with the red and blue and yellow
worsteds, and the prisms in the window that SHE gave her--why, it
actually makes you feel BETTER just to go in there now; and
before I used to dread it awfully, it was so dark and gloomy, and
mother was so--so unhappy, you know.
"And so we want you to please tell Miss Pollyanna that we
understand it's all because of her. And please say we're so glad
we know her, that we thought, maybe if she knew it, it would make
her a little glad that she knew us. And--and that's all," sighed
Milly, rising hurriedly to her feet.
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