When he comes back he writes books--queer, odd books, they say, about some gimcrack he's found in them heathen countries.

But he don't never seem ter want ter spend no money here--leastways, not for jest livin'." "Of course not--if he's saving it for the heathen," declared Pollyanna.
"But he is a funny man, and he's different, too, just like Mrs.Snow, only he's a different different." "Well, I guess he is--rather," chuckled Nancy.
"I'm gladder'n ever now, anyhow, that he speaks to me," sighed Pollyanna contentedly..