Polly looked at the white parcel, and wondered, too. She had been expecting photographs; but this was too big for those, she decided. Hastily she untied the string. Miss Lucy came in just as she turned back the wrapper.
"O-h!"
"Why, Polly May, you've gone and had your picture taken!"
"My! Ain't it splendid?"
"Whew! Bet that cost somethin'!"
Miss Lucy caught a glimpse of the photograph, which brought her quickly across the room.
"Polly dear, what a surprise this is!"
"I don't think it looks much like me," murmured the little girl, staring wonderingly and the beautiful picture.
It was of large size, exquisitely finished in carbon, and mounted in a handsome folder.
"Why, it looks exactly like her! Don't it, Miss Lucy?" queried Mabel.