But to-day it seemed even more delightful than ever, notwithstanding her disappointment over what she must tell Jimmy Bean to-morrow.
"I wish they were up here--all those ladies who talked so loud," sighed Pollyanna to herself, raising her eyes to the patches of vivid blue between the sunlit green of the tree-tops.

"Anyhow, if they were up here, I just reckon they'd change and take Jimmy Bean for their little boy, all right," she finished, secure in her conviction, but unable to give a reason for it, even to herself.
Suddenly Pollyanna lifted her head and listened.

A dog had barked some distance ahead.

A moment later he came dashing toward her, still barking.
"Hullo, doggie--hullo!" Pollyanna snapped her fingers at the dog and looked expectantly down the path.

She had seen the dog once before, she was sure.