Polly - A New-Fashioned Girl by L. T. Meade
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chair. "I'm not going to faint, or do anything silly. And I'm not going
to cry either. Where's Helen? If there's anything bad she'll tell me. Oh, do stop making that horrid noise, Alice, you irritate me so dreadfully!" Alice dashed out of the open door, and Polly heard her sobbing again, and talking frantically to the dogs. There was no other sound of any sort. The intense stillness of the house had a half-stunning, half-calming effect on the startled child. She rose, and walked slowly upstairs to the first landing. "Polly," said her sister Helen, "you've come at last. Where were you hiding?--oh, poor Polly!" "Where's mother?" said Polly. "I want her--let me go to her--_let_ me go to her at once, Nell." "Oh, Polly----" Helen's sobs came now, loud, deep, and distressful. There was a new baby--but no mother for Polly any more. CHAPTER II. ALL ABOUT THE FAMILY. |
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