A Secret
"You went shopping, I observe," began Dr. Dudley, tentatively.
"Yes," responded Polly, balancing herself on the arm of his chair. "Mrs. Jocelyn bought lots of things for me to give to people. We bade out a list-or she did. She let me choose."
"That was kind."
"Yes," Polly assented, and then studied the rug for a moment.
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