"The same," returned Mr. Middleton. "You look as much like him as two peas, only you wear goggles. Connection of your'n I reckon?"
"Yes, sir," answered Stanton, "he is my cousin. I have been told that we resemble each other."
"By Jupiter!" said Mr. Middleton, "that's just the checker. No wonder I like you so well. And Dr. Lacey goin' to marry Sunshine, too. Your sweetheart ought to look like Fanny. Got her picter, hey?"
Stanton handed him Nellie's daguerreotype, and he pretended to discover a close resemblance between her and Fanny; but neither Mrs. Middleton, nor Mr. Ashton could trace any, for which Mr. Middleton called them both blockheads.
"I think," said Mrs. Middleton, "that she looks more like Mr. Ashton than she does like Fanny."
"It is similarity of name which makes her resemble him," said Raymond.
"Why, is her name Ashton?" asked Middleton.
"Yes, sir," said Stanton.
"Mebbe she's your sister, Ashton. But Lord knows she don't look no more like you than she does like old Josh."
"She cannot be my sister," said Ashton, "for I had but one, and she is dead."