"What devilment have you been up to now?"
"It isn't me," returned Pat, with her usual superiority to the laws of grammar. "It's Dee."
"Hello!" His expression changed. "Anything wrong?"
"Yes. She's going to have a baby."
"Dee," he murmured, "a mother." He lost himself in musing, seeming to forget Pat's presence.
"But she doesn't want to be a mother."
"Eh?" Osterhout quite jumped, startled by the emphasis which Pat gave to the assertion. "Oh! That's unimportant. They often don't in the early stages."
"Dee never will. Never! Never!"
The physician smiled tolerantly.
"And you've got to help her out of it."