CHAPTER XIII

THE DILEMMA On Saturday, as a rule, Jimmy got off at one o’clock, or shortly after, ate a hasty luncheon and started for home, where he invariably found Pollyanna dressed and ready for an excursion of some sort. On these Saturday afternoons it never occurred to them to envy the rich, though probably nowhere in the world is wealth more ostentatious than in the great city where they were gradually beginning to feel at home. They always had a wonderful time on these half holidays, and came back tired and enthusiastic …