She promised, too, that sometime, if Miss Polly were willing, Pollyanna should be taken to see them.
"And THEY'VE got lovely names, too.

You'll like THEIR names," sighed Nancy.

"They're 'Algernon,' and 'Florabelle' and 'Estelle.' I--I just hate 'Nancy'!" "Oh, Nancy, what a dreadful thing to say! Why ?" "Because it isn't pretty like the others.

You see, I was the first baby, and mother hadn't begun ter read so many stories with the pretty names in 'em, then." "But I love 'Nancy,' just because it's you," declared Pollyanna.
"Humph! Well, I guess you could love 'Clarissa Mabelle' just as well," retorted Nancy, "and it would be a heap happier for me.

I think THAT name's just grand!" Pollyanna laughed.
"Well, anyhow," she chuckled, "you can be glad it isn't 'Hephzibah.'" "Hephzibah!" "Yes.