And they'll take you--I'm sure you're far enough away for that.

Didn't Aunt Polly take--Say!" she broke off, suddenly, "DO you suppose I was Aunt Polly's little girl from India ?" "Well, if you ain't the queerest kid," grinned Jimmy, as he turned away.
It was about a week after the accident in Pendleton Woods that Pollyanna said to her aunt one morning: "Aunt Polly, please would you mind very much if I took Mrs.Snow's calf's-foot jelly this week to some one else?
I'm sure Mrs.Snow wouldn't--this once." "Dear me, Pollyanna, what ARE you up to now ?" sighed her aunt.

"You ARE the most extraordinary child!" Pollyanna frowned a little anxiously.
"Aunt Polly, please, what is extraordinary?
If you're EXtraordinary you can't be ORdinary, can you ?" "You certainly can not." "Oh, that's all right, then.

I'm glad I'm EXtraordinary," sighed Pollyanna, her face clearing.

"You see, Mrs.White used to say Mrs.
Rawson was a very ordinary woman--and she disliked Mrs.Rawson something awful.