"Oh, I know; I know, but I want it."
"Well, you'll get it, darling," he soothed, "but I think it would be a good idea for you to go away for a while to rest your nerves. We've got to think of the little one that's coming, you know."
"I don't wanna go nowhere," she screamed.
"But you've got to go somewhere," he reasoned. "Don't you think so, Mother?" Old Mrs. Givens agreed it would be a good idea but suggested that she go along. To this Rev. Givens would not listen at first but he finally yielded.
"Guess it's a good idea after all," he remarked. "Women folks is always in th' way when buildin's goin' on."
Matthew was tickled at the turn of affairs. On the way down to the hotel, he sat beside Helen, alternately comforting her and wondering as to the origin of the fire.
Next morning, bright and early, Bunny, grinning broadly walked into the office, threw his hat on a hook and sat down before his desk after the customary salutation.
"Bunny," called Matthew, looking at him hard. "Get me told!"
"What do you mean?" asked Bunny innocently.
"Just as I thought," chuckled Matthew. "You're a nervy guy."