keep," put in Jimmy. "I ain't no beggar, an' biz'ness is
biz'ness, even with Ladies' Aiders, I'm thinkin'." He hesitated,
then added: "An' I s'pose I better stay where I be fur a spell
yet--till you hear."

"Of course," nodded Pollyanna emphatically. "Then I'll know just
where to find you. And they'll take you--I'm sure you're far
enough away for that. Didn't Aunt Polly take--Say!" she broke
off, suddenly, "DO you suppose I was Aunt Polly's little girl
from India?"

"Well, if you ain't the queerest kid," grinned Jimmy, as he
turned away.

It was about a week after the accident in Pendleton Woods that
Pollyanna said to her aunt one morning:

"Aunt Polly, please would you mind very much if I took Mrs.
Snow's calf's-foot jelly this week to some one else? I'm sure
Mrs. Snow wouldn't--this once."

"Dear me, Pollyanna, what ARE you up to now?" sighed her aunt.
"You ARE the most extraordinary child!"

Pollyanna frowned a little anxiously.

"Aunt Polly, please, what is extraordinary? If you're
EXtraordinary you can't be ORdinary, can you?"

"You certainly can not."