"I don't care about graduating," said Mollie June.
Again their footsteps echoed in the cold January silence.
Then Mollie June made a third attempt:
"You look ever so much like Mr. Norman."
"I know it," said Merriam. "We're related."
"Oh, are you?"
"On my mother's side. We're second cousins. But the two branches of the family have nothing to do with each other now."
"He has the same hair and the same shape of head and the same way of sitting and moving," Mollie June declared with enthusiasm, "and almost the same eyes and voice. Only his are----"
"Older!" said John Merriam rudely.
"Yes," said Mollie June.