times.

    I e patient, said Doctor Copeland to Portia.

    tient is a boy five years of age. And some get over t I am to blame for bis er t-delivery visits of course I forgot about rouble, but ttention to t bring o me.  tention it oo late. Of course  speak. But I c seems to me t if elligent c interest in little cia. You care a  t gro you?’

    quot;tor Copeland. But to. make inquiries and find if titution t ake him.’

    Mr. Singer ell you. ruly kind  biggity.’

    I do not knoor Copeland. I  once or t ing e and seeing if ion.’

    Sure I ter-er and I  to Mr. Singer for you, said Portia. cs ed me to rinc for s y t Joist o do er and give t t nigaken ts up to his room you know how much he give me?’

    No.’

    o me a dollar. A tle ss.   be afraid to ask ion. I  even mind ing t nice ter myself. You go rig, Fats to.’

    Peror Copeland.

    Portia sat up suddenly and began arranging ight, oily hair.

    t sound of a ia said. I got to go out no take care of yourself noalking very much.’

    tell t illie  t gate.

    ait a minute, said Doctor Copeland. I  times and I believe ell to drop in for a little while?’

    Portia stood in the doorway, fingering her hair and her earrings.

    Last time illie come in ed  understand just how------’

    Very or Copeland. it ion.’

    ait, said Portia. I going to call to invite t now.’

    Doctor Copeland ligte and  straigo just t position and  trembling. From t yard tsteps ia, illiam, and