She was WORRIED about ye!" "Was she ?" murmured Pollyanna abstractedly, eyeing the clouds in her turn.
Nancy sniffed a little.
"You don't seem ter notice what I said," she observed aggrievedly.

"I said yer aunt was WORRIED about ye!" "Oh," sighed Pollyanna, remembering suddenly the question she was so soon to ask her aunt.

"I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to scare her." "Well, I'm glad," retorted Nancy, unexpectedly.

"I am, I am." Pollyanna stared.
"GLAD that Aunt Polly was scared about me! Why, Nancy, THAT isn't the way to play the game--to be glad for things like that!" she objected.
"There wa'n't no game in it," retorted Nancy.