CHAPTER XVII

SAUCE FOR THE GOOSE For some weeks after Gladys’ death, Pollyanna struggled against an unaccustomed sense of depression. The possibilities latent in the undisciplined girl had been apparent to her almost from the first. There was in Gladys the raw material of a splendid womanhood, and Pollyanna had believed that the girl would realize that finer self, in spite of innumerable obstacles in her way, and in spite of the fact that she had no help whatever from the one who should have been her chief reliance. Now, as she…