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She
ran
then
to
the
other
window
.
That
,
too
,
soon
flew
up
under
her
eager
hands
.
A
big
fly
swept
past
her
nose
,
and
buzzed
noisily
about
the
room
.
Then
another
came
,
and
another
;
but
Pollyanna
paid
no
heed
.
Pollyanna
had
made
a
wonderful
discovery
--
against
this
window
a
huge
tree
flung
great
branches
.
To
Pollyanna
they
looked
like
arms
outstretched
,
inviting
her
.
Suddenly
she
laughed
aloud
.
"
I
believe
I
can
do
it
,
"
she
chuckled
.
The
next
moment
she
had
climbed
nimbly
to
the
window
ledge
.
From
there
it
was
an
easy
matter
to
step
to
the
nearest
tree-branch
.
Then
,
clinging
like
a
monkey
,
she
swung
herself
from
limb
to
limb
until
the
lowest
branch
was
reached
.
The
drop
to
the
ground
was
--
even
for
Pollyanna
,
who
was
used
to
climbing
trees
--
a
little
fearsome
.
She
took
it
,
however
,
with
bated
breath
,
swinging
from
her
strong
little
arms
,
and
landing
on
all
fours
in
the
soft
grass
.
Then
she
picked
herself
up
and
looked
eagerly
about
her
.
She
was
at
the
back
of
the
house
.
Before
her
lay
a
garden
in
which
a
bent
old
man
was
working
.
Beyond
the
garden
a
little
path
through
an
open
field
led
up
a
steep
hill
,
at
the
top
of
which
a
lone
pine
tree
stood
on
guard
beside
the
huge
rock
.
To
Pollyanna
,
at
the
moment
,
there
seemed
to
be
just
one
place
in
the
world
worth
being
in
--
the
top
of
that
big
rock
.
With
a
run
and
a
skilful
turn
,
Pollyanna
skipped
by
the
bent
old
man
,
threaded
her
way
between
the
orderly
rows
of
green
growing
things
,
and
--
a
little
out
of
breath
--
reached
the
path
that
ran
through
the
open
field
.
Then
,
determinedly
,
she
began
to
climb
.
Already
,
however
,
she
was
thinking
what
a
long
,
long
way
off
that
rock
must
be
,
when
back
at
the
window
it
had
looked
so
near
!
Fifteen
minutes
later
the
great
clock
in
the
hallway
of
the
Harrington
homestead
struck
six
.
At
precisely
the
last
stroke
Nancy
sounded
the
bell
for
supper
.
One
,
two
,
three
minutes
passed
.
Miss
Polly
frowned
and
tapped
the
floor
with
her
slipper
.
A
little
jerkily
she
rose
to
her
feet
,
went
into
the
hall
,
and
looked
up-stairs
,
plainly
impatient
.
For
a
minute
she
listened
intently
;
then
she
turned
and
swept
into
the
dining
room
.
"
Nancy
,
"
she
said
with
decision
,
as
soon
as
the
little
serving-maid
appeared
;
"
my
niece
is
late
.
No
,
you
need
not
call
her
,
"
she
added
severely
,
as
Nancy
made
a
move
toward
the
hall
door
.
"
I
told
her
what
time
supper
was
,
and
now
she
will
have
to
suffer
the
consequences
.
She
may
as
well
begin
at
once
to
learn
to
be
punctual
.
When
she
comes
down
she
may
have
bread
and
milk
in
the
kitchen
.
"
"
Yes
,
ma'am
.
"
It
was
well
,
perhaps
,
that
Miss
Polly
did
not
happen
to
be
looking
at
Nancy
's
face
just
then
.
At
the
earliest
possible
moment
after
supper
,
Nancy
crept
up
the
back
stairs
and
thence
to
the
attic
room
.
"
Bread
and
milk
,
indeed
!
--
and
when
the
poor
lamb
hai
n't
only
just
cried
herself
to
sleep
,
"
she
was
muttering
fiercely
,
as
she
softly
pushed
open
the
door
.
The
next
moment
she
gave
a
frightened
cry
.
"
Where
are
you
?
Where
've
you
gone
?
Where
HAVE
you
gone
?
"
she
panted
,
looking
in
the
closet
,
under
the
bed
,
and
even
in
the
trunk
and
down
the
water
pitcher
.
Then
she
flew
down-stairs
and
out
to
Old
Tom
in
the
garden
.
"
Mr.
Tom
,
Mr.
Tom
,
that
blessed
child
's
gone
,
"
she
wailed
.
"
She
's
vanished
right
up
into
Heaven
where
she
come
from
,
poor
lamb
--
and
me
told
ter
give
her
bread
and
milk
in
the
kitchen
--
her
what
's
eatin
'
angel
food
this
minute
,
I
'll
warrant
,
I
'll
warrant
!
"
