Цитаты из книги автора Eleanor H.Porter Pollyanna

You see, when you're hunting for the glad things, you sort of forget the other kind

severe-faced woman

brighten things up for you," she faltered

"But, of course, you—you'd want her, your sister's child," ventured Nancy, vaguely feeling that somehow she must prepare a welcome for this lonely little stranger.

Well, that isn't exactly the word I should use," rejoined Miss Polly, stiffly.

at the head of the stairs in the attic, and make up the cot bed. Sweep the room

homestead, and one of the wealthiest residents of the town.

had forced the girl into doing something toward their support

Her mistress frowned.

" she stammered, righting the pitcher, and turning hastily.