It was in April that Jerry, watching Jane clear the table one night, saw her go suddenly white and sit down quickly. He went to her hastily.
"What is it, Jane; are you faint?"
"Yes. Jerry, we are going to have a child."
His face went as white as hers; then the alarm, the protest registered there, found expression.
"You don't mean to say——"
"I wanted it to happen. It is one of the responsibilities of marriage."
"But can't you see, we can't afford children yet?"
"We should have thought of that sooner."
"How can we have that happen, in this little, crowded place?"
"Large families are raised in half the space, Jerry."