New Britain herald., 1916-04-03
low the Doctor Won His Point.

 "What is the matter With mother?" ! n1cky demanded, his face and voice nlled with anxiety. sprang to him and put my hand 10 his lips for he had almost shouted the words.
 Hush, She is asleep" I whispered Don't waken her if you can help it.
 "Oh. don't be so meodramatc!' he rctorted grossly, and hurried to the door of his mothers room I opened my lips to make a caustic reply, then closed them again firmly. When I had come back to our home the happy night of my reconciliation with Dicky, I had resolved to try to 1 bear without resentment all the petty pin bricks which Dicky was so adrOit in inhicting. l could foresee enough ! l cal issues in our life together with out spending time over minor annoy ances.
 But his tone stung me with it's careless contempt, and l stood per fectly still for a moment before fol- lowing him to the door of his mothers $ room.
 He was standing looking down upon 1er. She had not awakened, and her flushed face and heavy breathing eyi- ucntly alarmed him as much as it did me. All his heart was in his eyes as ne turned from his mother to me-, and I realized that in his own careless way Dicl1y loved his autocratic mother very dearly.
 Why isn't there a doctsr here? he demanded fiercely.
 His mother heard hiQ and opened her eyes.
 'Is that you, Richard :s' she said feebly.
 Dicky sprang to her side and took her hand.
 'I just heard you were ill, mother. and rushed hOme," he said earnestly. But why isn't there a doctor here?"
 Margaret wanted to send for one, but I wouldn't let her. Go and get some qunine. When I wake up I will take it.
 Dr.. Petit Arrives.
 Her tone was drowsy and faint, and her eyes closed again almost imme- Giately. But the indomitable spirit of the woman was presnt even in her weakness.
 What, the - began DckY help lessly but I put up an imperative
 
 living room.
 'Dr. Petit will be here in a very few moments" I whispered rapidly. "Your mother said she would not have a physician, but she appeared so i'll I did not dare to wait until your return to the studio. I telephOned you and when Miss Draper said she did not know where to get you I 'phoned pr. Petit on my own au- thOrity.'
 "Of course. That was the only thing to do." Dickys voice held an apologetic note. I understood that it was the only amends he would make for his discourtcsy of the moment before.
 But accepted the unspol>en apology. for knew that he was much upset over his mothers illness. Any lingering resentment I might have had vanished when he turned to me and asked huskily: i.
 You don't think mother is in any danger, do you Madge?A
 "Why I don't think I am ;t good judge of illness I answered cNasiVc- 1y, unwilling to hurt Dicky by the fear in my own heart. ''The phy- sician ought to be here any minute now, and then we will knov.'
 A shary imperative ring of the bell and Katie's entrance punctuatcd my words Dicky started toward the door as Katie opened it to admit the tall figure of pr. Petit.
 The Doctors Authority.
 ''Ah. Dr. Petit I believe we have met before,' Dicky said easily. "When Mrs Graham spoke of you I did not remember that we had seen you so recently I am glad that we were able to get you. [ ''Thank you," tho physician re- ] turned gravcly. ''Whcre is the l patient"
 'In this room.' Dicky turned 1 toward the bedroom door. and Dr, Petit at once walked toward it. ] cOntraStcd tho two mon as I followed them 10 my mother-in- laws room There was a charming | case of manner about Dicky which 1 the other man did not possess. He l was. in fact, almost awkward in his 1 and decidedly stiff in his manner. But there was an appear ! ance of latent strength in every line Of his figure, a suggestion of power and ability to cope with emergencies. l I had noticed it when he took charge | of the baby in cOnvulsions who had 1 been brought to my apartment by it's | nurse. I marked it again as Dicky | paused at the door of his mothers | room.
 'T don't know how you will magagc. 1 GOctOr." He smiled deprecatingIy. 1 My mother positively refuses to see | q physician, but we know she needs ] One."
 'You are her nearest relative?" pr. l Petit Queried graVely. almost for . lnallN His OueStiOn had almost thn 1