"Well, I'll tell you what we can do," he cried joyfully, "give her husband a leave of absence and let him come to see them here!"
The secretary left at once for the Adjutant General's office and the President turned to the laughing young mother, who was trying to thank Betty through her tears:
"And where are you stopping, Madam?"
"Nowhere yet, sir. I went straight from the depot to the War Department and then walked about blind with crying eyes until I came here."
"All right then, we'll fix that. I'll give Miss Betty an order to take you and your baby to her hospital and care for you until your husband comes and he can stay there a week with you——"
The mother's voice wouldn't work. She tried to speak her thanks and could only laugh.
The big hand pressed Betty's as she left:
"Thank you for bringing her, little girl, things like that rest me."
The hour was swiftly coming when he was going to need all the strength that rest could bring body and soul. His enemies were sleepless. The press inspired by Senator Winter had begun to strike below the belt.