New Britain herald., 1926-06-23
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drove away in his Taube roadster
 She did not come back, either. ! Dr. Buzzard's shabby green ca
 swung into Wing street just aheat
 of the taxicab. Sylvia could jus
 make out th blurred outlines of 1 through the rain that was coming
 down in bucketsful now.
 AS she paid the taxi driver sh,
 saw him emerge from it and g swiftly across the sidewalk to tn apartment. He had said last nigh that he would drop in to See tn, haby this morning, but there wa! something about his haste that made Sylvia's heart leap with fear.
 She rushed up the stairs behind him and reached the door of The Nest just as Aunt Agony opened 1t
 "The baby's worse," she said looking from one to the other oi them, ncrvously. Hes like a live coal-he's so hot. And I can't make him open his eyes"
 Sylvia turned to go into the little room off the air shaft, but Aunt Agony caught her in her thin arms. "No, no, don't go in there the way you are-all cold and wet" she said sharply and pushed her down into a chair.
 Then she helped her out of her damp coat and pulled off her little felt hat and shook 1t. Poor child! she murmured, as if to herself, and shook her head.
 There came a knock on the out CT door.
 Aunt Agony opened 1t to the Lister twins, who had come for their weekly music lesson. She briskly sent them away and came back to stroke Sylvia's hair with her rough. capable hands while they waited for Dr. Buzzard to come out of the sick room.
 Now. then. Sylvia" she said presently. that's an awfully sick lit tie baby in there. and you've got to make up your mind-'
 Sylvia didn't wait to hear the rest of what she had to say. She wrench ed herself out of Aunt Agony's arms and flew into her bedroom-hers and Ranny's. She sank down on the floor and gave way to the storm of tears that she had been holding back all morning.
 She cried and cried, but her tears brought her no relief.
 When Dr. Buzzard came to the door and tapped lightly on it, she raised a face swollen and reddcned with her grief.
 "Well?" she asked. and looked at him with hard, sullen eyes.
 But the old doctor had not lived with sickness and death for thirty years for nothing. Tn that time he had learned things about the human heart that only doctors and nurses and ministers ever do learn about it, And so he knew that Sylyia's sul- .eAness masked the pain and tor ment that were in her heart that 
 He put out one of his hands and ook hers in it. "My dear. the baby las a pretty heavy cold;" he told ler the truth in his kindly way. Its Town in his chest. I've told Agony just what 10 do for him today, and I'll be around again about supper ime"
 All day long. while the rain beat 1n the windows of The Nest. the baby lay in his deep stupor. Sitting m the floor beside his bed. Sylvia counted his rapid breathing and his heart beats over and over, Intil Aunt Agony dragged her out )f the room.
 ''You're doing that child no good, ;itting there like a graven image." he snapped out at her.
 Her heart ached for Sylvia. and he know that the girl was almost beside herself. But it was not Aunt >gony's way to sympathize with people who were in trouble. She bought they kept their heads much better if you talked turkey to hem.
 At seven o'clock Dr. Buzzard anne again. He stayed in the baby's oom for about ten minutes. and when he came out his face was very rave.
 He told them very quietly what ras the matter with the tiny thing. 1t the mention Of the word flu" ln had .xpeced Sylvia to burst into ears again, but she only looked at Jim with eyes that were like flint.
 When he 'ras gone she walked nto her bedroom ani began 10 pack wo bags with Ranny's clothes-with lis gay neckties. his silk socks, his liver brushes, and his magazines. }anny read half the magazines on he market each month.
 When he unlocked the door Of he Nest at midnight the two bags tood waiting for him in the tiny 
 "Tm sorry to turn you out, Ran y." she said 10 him, and she might ave been talking 10 perfect tranger. but you'll have 10 go over 0 your mothers to sleep. The baby's wfully sick, and Aunt Agony's go- ng to stay nights with me. She'll ave 10 have your bed. Dr. Buzzard's ending q trained nurse for the day ime."
 Without a word, he picked up his ags. Then he caught sight of the ahy's little bed that had been rawn into the ail.- living room. Be ide it the light was wrapped in cwspaper. A croup kettle steamed n nearby table. sending out an dor of pine needles.
 "Jimminy, is the poor little beg ar as sick as all that?" Fanny sked, and tiptoed into the room to )ok down at the little son whom he ardly knew.
 As he turned 10 go after min te he stopped suddenly and kissed is wife on her white cheek.
 But his kiss, that had always had he power 10 thri Sylvia to the