"Oh, THAT'S it, is it? Well, I guess Polly WILL look when you show it to her!"
"You just tell me this minute!" said Polly. "I'm wild to know what IT is!"
"IT," said Vivian, "is a girl, a very pretty little girl!"
"Then why is she a sight to see, and why DO you laugh?" Polly asked, completely puzzled.
"She LOOKS well enough," Vivian replied, "but she ACTS like—"
"The old SCRATCH!" said Rob.
"Oh, Rob!" cried Lena, "Mama told you not to say that!"
"I know it," Rob admitted, "but I couldn't think of any other name that would give Princess Polly an idea what she was like."
"But who is she? Where is she?" questioned Polly.
"Oh, she lives in the next house to us," said Vivian. "Her papa has bought that fine large house that has the big lawn, and the lovely garden at the back. She's very, VERY pretty, and if she didn't ACT so—"