It was not until Pollyanna cried out again sharply and the nurse closed the door, that the two men, with a despairing glance into each other's eyes, awoke to the immediate duty of bringing the woman in Dr.Mead's arms back to unhappy consciousness.
In Pollyanna's room, the nurse had found a purring gray cat on the bed vainly trying to attract the attention of a white-faced, wild-eyed little girl.
"Miss Hunt, please, I want Aunt Polly.

I want her right away, quick, please!" The nurse closed the door and came forward hurriedly.

Her face was very pale.
"She--she can't come just this minute, dear.

She will--a little later.
What is it?
Can't I--get it ?" Pollyanna shook her head.
"But I want to know what she said--just now.

Did you hear her?
I want Aunt Polly--she said something.