CHAPTER XXIV. JOHN PENDLETON
Pollyanna did not go to school “to-morrow,” nor the “day after to-morrow.” Pollyanna, however, did not realize this, except momentarily when a brief period of full consciousness sent insistent questions to her lips. Pollyanna did not realize anything, in fact, very clearly until a week had passed; then the fever subsided, the pain lessened somewhat, and her mind awoke to full consciousness. She had then to be told all over again what had occurred.
“ And so it's hurt that I am, and not sick,” she sighed at last. “Well, I'm glad of that.”
“ G-glad, Pollyanna?” asked her aunt, who was sitting by the bed.
“ Yes. I'd so much rather have broken legs like Mr. Pendleton's than life-long-invalids like Mrs. Snow, you know. Broken legs get well, and lifelong-inva
