"Take your cousin up-stairs and see to making her comfortable," Mrs. Shelton told Molly. "Well, Dick, I believe you are actually taller than when I last saw you. When are you going to stop growing?" she said to her brother.
"When I come east to live," he returned. "Everything is big out our way, you know. Everything, including our hearts."
"That's true enough in your case," responded his sister. "Your old room is ready for you. Run right up; I must speak to the maids."
By this time, the two little girls were in the room they were to share together, and in a few minutes Polly had made herself more presentable by the use of soap and water, and with Molly's help in changing her dress. Then the cousins faced each other and examined one another critically, and presently both burst out laughing. "You don't look a bit as I thought you did," said Molly.
"Neither do you," returned Polly. "I thought you would be fair, like a doll I have named Molly."
"And I thought you would be like a picture I have of Minnehaha," returned Molly. Then they laughed again. "Isn't it funny that we are both named for our grandmother," continued Molly. "Suppose you had been called Molly instead of Polly, wouldn't we get mixed up?"
"Yes, almost as much as if we were both called Polly," said Polly, laughing again.
"Are you very, very fond of Uncle Dick?" asked Molly.
"Oh, dear, yes; I adore him. We are just the best sort of friends. He is the greatest tease, but I know ways to tease him, too."
"Oh, do tell me," Molly begged, "for he teases me nearly to death, though I think he is perfectly splendid."