"I shall take her to wherever she wants to go."
"There is one place only she wants to go to, and that is Double Dykes."
"I am prepared to take her there."
"And your work?"
"It must take second place now. I must write; it is the only thing I can do. If I could make a living at anything else I would give up writing altogether."
"Why?"
"She would be pleased if she could understand, and writing is the joy of my life—two reasons."
But the doctor smiled.
"You are right," said Tommy. "I see I was really thinking what a fine picture of self-sacrifice I should make sitting in Double Dykes at a loom!"
They talked of ways and means, and he had to admit that he had little money. But the new book would bring in a good deal, David supposed.