CHAPTER V. THE GAME
‘For the land’s sake, Miss Pollyanna, what a scare you did give me,’ panted Nancy, hurrying up to the big rock, down which Pollyanna had just regretfully slid.
‘Scare? Oh, I’m so sorry; but you mustn’t, really, ever get scared about me, Nancy. Father and the Ladies’ Aid used to do it, too, till they found I always came back all right.’
‘But I didn’t even know you’d went,’ cried Nancy, tucking the little girl’s hand under her arm and hurrying her down the hill. ‘I didn’t see you go, and nobody didn’t. I guess you flew right up through the roof; I do, I do.’
Pollyanna skipped gleefully.
‘I did, ‘most—only I flew down instead of up. I came down the tree.’
Nancy stopped short.
‘You did—what?’
‘Came down the tree, outside my window.’
‘My stars and stockings!’ gasped
