“Dear girl, it wouldn’t be a drop in the bucket.”
“I know,” thoughtfully. “Bob, do they think that if that specialist comes it will save Judy’s life?”
“It might. It—it’s the last chance, Janey.”
Janey hugged her knees. “Can’t you borrow the money?”
“I have borrowed up to the limit of my securities, and how can I ever pay?”
Her voice was grim. “We will manage to pay; the thing now is to save Judy.”
“Yes,” he tried, pitifully, to meet her courage. “If they’ll get the specialist, we’ll pay.”
She had risen. “I’ll call up Mr. Towne, and tell him I can’t dine with him.”
“But, Janey, there’s no reason why you shouldn’t keep your engagement.”
She had turned on him with a touch of indignation. “Do you think I could have one happy moment with my mind on Judy?”