His face was glowing.
“Gee, Saxon, a fellow can always count on you. You're like my right hand. That's why I say no more babies. If I lose you I'm crippled for life.”
“We've got to economize,” she mused, nodding her appreciation. “How much is in bank?”
“Just about thirty dollars. You see, I had to pay Martha Skelton an' for the... a few other little things. An' the union took time by the neck and levied a four dollar emergency assessment on every member just to be ready if the strike was pulled off. But Doc Hentley can wait. He said as much. He's the goods, if anybody should ask you. How'd you like'm?”
“I liked him. But I don't know about doctors. He's the first I ever had—except when I was vaccinated once, and then the city did that.”
“Looks like the street car men are goin' out, too. Dan Fallon's come to town. Came all the way from New York. Tried to sneak in on the quiet, but the fellows knew when he left New York, an' kept track of him all the way acrost. They have to. He's Johnny-on-the-Spot whenever street car men are licked into shape. He's won lots of street car strikes for the bosses. Keeps an army of strike breakers an' ships them all over the country on special trains wherever they're needed. Oakland's never seen labor troubles like she's got and is goin' to get. All hell's goin' to break loose from the looks of it.”
“Watch out for yourself, then, Billy. I don't want to lose you either.”
“Aw, that's all right. I can take care of myself. An' besides, it ain't as though we was licked. We got a good chance.”
“But you'll lose if there is any killing.”
“Yep; we gotta keep an eye out against that.”