"But you didn't answer; it was Polly who did," said her uncle.
"Then Polly takes the candy," said that person darting forward and snatching up the candy box which she thrust into Molly's hand. "Here, Molly, run," she cried. And run Molly did, holding fast to the box and giving one backward glance at her uncle which showed him laughing and shaking his fist at the two retreating figures.
"Just wait till I see that Isabel Ainslee," he called after them. "I'll fix it for you, Molly Shelton."
But Molly had no fears, for Polly whispered; "He's only trying to tease, Molly. Don't mind him."
CHAPTER II
Uncle Dick at School
It wanted but a week of the time when the delightful season would begin which meant long days of freedom for the two little girls, for they were to spend the summer in a dear little cottage by the sea. Ever since Aunt Ada Reid bought her cottage it had been Molly's happy experience to spend the summer there, and to enjoy the delight of running wild. Polly was already enthusiastic but she became doubly so as the time approached and Molly dwelt upon the joys before them.
"We can run anywhere we like and nobody cares," Molly told her, "and there is so much to do the days never seem half long enough. Just this week of school, and then free! free! Uncle Dick didn't do as he threatened after all; he has not been to the school once."
"Oh, he has forgotten all about it," returned Polly.