“Good! Now we’re introduced. I’m glad you did your part—some folks don’t, you know. I live at Miss Polly Harrington’s house. Where do you live?”
“Nowhere.”
“Nowhere! Why, you can’t do that—everybody lives somewhere,” asserted Pollyanna.
“Well, I don't—just now. I’m huntin’ up a new place.”
“Oh! Where is it?”
The boy regarded her with scornful eyes.
“Silly! As if I’d be a-huntin’ for it—if I knew!”
















