Pollyanna smiled—so adorably that Jimmy kissed her again.
"Oh, Jimmy, isn't it all beautiful and wonderful?" she murmured softly. "And Aunt Polly—she knows everything now; and it's all right. I think it would have been all right, anyway. She was beginning to feel so bad—for me. Now she's so glad. And I am, too. Why, Jimmy, I'm glad, GLAD, GLAD for—everything, now!"
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Jimmy caught his breath with a joy that hurt.
"God grant, little girl, that always it may be so—with you," he choked unsteadily, his arms holding her close.
"I'm sure it will," sighed Pollyanna, with shining eyes of confidence.