"Are we going to see a lady?"
"Yes; didn't your mother tell you?"
"Yes, I believe she said something about a lady that was interested in me."
"That's the one."
"And shall we come back to New York to-night?"
"No; it wouldn't leave us any time to stay."
"West Philadelphia!" announced the conductor.
"We have arrived," said the nurse. "Keep close to me. Perhaps you had better take hold of my hand."
As they were making their way slowly through the crowd, the young apple merchant came up with his basket on his arm.
"When are you going back, Ida?" he asked.