"How can you ask me, Uncle?" cried Pickering passionately.
"Because I will know." Mr. Cabot was quite determined.
"Well, then, if you must have it, it's-it's Polly Pepper." Pickering could get no further.
"It's Polly Pepper!" ejaculated Mr. Cabot. Then a light broke over his face, and he laughed aloud, he was so pleased. "You mean, you are