You may go.

Pollyanna, be good enough, please, to stand erect in a proper manner.

I don't know yet what you look like." Pollyanna drew back at once, laughing a little hysterically.
"No, I suppose you don't; but you see I'm not very much to took at, anyway, on account of the freckles.

Oh, and I ought to explain about the red gingham and the black velvet basque with white spots on the elbows.
I told Nancy how father said--" "Yes; well, never mind now what your father said," interrupted Miss Polly, crisply.

"You had a trunk, I presume ?" "Oh, yes, indeed, Aunt Polly.