The Washington times., 1936-02-08

"a hundred dollars?" She looked
at him, wide-eyed, her lips parted
"Sure-just a hundred. I DOM
enjoy asking, either, but when
you've got a kid you got to put
your pride in your, pocket some
times. I tell you the truth, Chris
tie. You're my last hope. What I'm
telling you about the job and the
kid is on the level. Say, even with
$50 I could get out Of here. II
might mean saving the kids life
If I don't get it I don't know what
I'll do-held up somebody-shoot
steal, anything-I'm desperate!"
He got, 1.-The money.
''For the haby's sake" she said
y y y 80.
Donald wasn't WELL.
''Nothtng-just my eyes," he
said.
But he was thin and pale. and
there were dark circles under his
tired, dull eyes. ST.
"I wish you wouldn't work 50
hard" Christie would say wist.
fully, but he'd just laugh and tell
her not to fuss.
It wasn't until the cold that had
been troubling him got so bad that
he had to give up, and stay in
bed. that she learned he haG been
doing extra work for months.
Whiteley told her. Whiteley,
who got Donald interested in his
cancer experiments. Whiteley,
whom she'd hated ever since she
and Donald were married, because
twas always he who kept Donald
out late at nights, and encouraged
him to spend at the smelly old lab
the Sundays he might have spent
with her.
He looked at her out of his icy
blue eyes under the white thatch
Of bushy eyebrow, and said:
Il don't like it. He's young and
he's strong. But he can't go at
this pace much longer!"
That's what I tell him." she
said hotly. "He's just never home!
DR.. Whiteley, you have influence
with hirn-tell him not to spend
every single minute in that lab!
Surely his experiments aren't as
important as his health!"
Whiteley was a gruff old man.
He looked very fierce as ne
scowled down at her, and said:
MY dear little lady, they may
be much more important than you
think. I believe. that you are go
ing to have a very famous hus-
band--one whose work may save
many, many lives-if he lives 20
complete It'll And if his outside
interests don't interfere too
II don't know what you mean.
If it's the baby and L"
Only Indirectly. The financial
necessity"
'"The financial necessity! My
goodness he gave up a good prac-
tice to work with you, DIR. White
ley. Oh, I. don't mind. It's for
Donald to decide. But I won't
have you implying that. it's my
fault that he over works. I don t
tell him to put in hours and hours
and hours in your lab! I don't
care If he's never famous. ALI I
want
He cut her short. He said, my
dear child. /. don't know what
you want. I only know that q
man with a wife and a child and
a house has to have money. La
than is killing himself doing rou-
tine work that will get him no
where-becaCSe he needs the
money. He comes to the lab when
he ought to be going to bed 30
rest. I suppose YOU didn't know
that?" ~ e..
mo, I didn't know it."
She had to keep her voice very
low to keep it from breaking.
Afterwards, when she spoke to
Donald about it, he was angry,
called DR.. Whiteley an interfering
old fool, and told her to stop stir
ring up trouble. And when she
Wept he comforted her, and joked,
and told her it was nothing.
,tShe didn't quite believe him, but
the few days in bed did him so
much good, and he looked so much
better, that she was tempted to.
She worried. She worried about
him, and the bills and the $50 she
had given Gene Dubois, and most
ef all she worried about Gene
himself. For how could she be
sure that he'd really gone South,
and how did she know how long
he'd stay, and what he'd ask If he
came back again? -
But in spite Of the worries that