"Up on Edgewood Avenue."
"Yes, that's the one," nodded the other. "You are comin' on! I s'pose you don't go to see anybody but millionaires now'days! You hain't been down to my house in an age."
"Mrs. Jocelyn was at the hospital," Polly explained, "and she's invited me up to stay all night, because her cousin's coming."
"Well, I was on my way to see you and take you home with me. Glad you happened along, for it will save my climbin' that hill. Here I am slavin' myself to death, and you're kitin' off hither and yon just to have a good time. I thought you was goin' to help 'em out at the hospital."
"I do help all I can," Polly put in meekly.
"Looks like it! Well, come on! I've got a pile o' work waitin' for me at home. Much as ever I could get away anyhow."
Polly stepped forward, and the two walked along together.
"I thought you'd come over and see you new uncle, even if you did n't care anything about me and your cousins."
"My new uncle?" repeated Polly, looking puzzled.
The woman laughed. "Did n't you hear I'd got married again?" she asked.