"
"It's the first I'd heard of it," Roger put in.
"I know it is," she answered. "For if you'd heard of it before, I don't
believe you'd have been as ready as Deborah was, apparently, to risk
infecting the children here." Edith's voice was gentle, slow and
relentless. There was still a reflection in her eyes of the tenderness
which had been there as she had soothed her child to sleep. "As time goes
on, John is bound to get worse. The risk will be greater every week."
"Oh, pshaw!" cried her father. "No such thing! You're just scaring yourself
over nothing at all!"
"Doctor Lake didn't think I was." Lake was the big child specialist in
whose care Edith's children had been for years. "I talked to him to-day on
the telephone, and he said we should get John out of the house."
Roger heartily damned Doctor Lake!
"It's easy to find a good home for the boy," Edith went on quietly, "close
by, if you like--in some respectable family that will be only too thankful
to take in a boarder."
"How about the danger to that family's children?" Roger asked malignantly.
"Very well, father, do as you please. Take any risk you want to."
"I'm taking no risk," he retorted. "If there were any risk they would have
told me--Allan and Deborah would, I mean."
"They wouldn't!" burst from Edith with a vehemence which startled him.
"They'd take the same risk for my children they would for any street urchin
in town! All children are the same in their eyes--and if you feel as they
do--"
"I don't feel as they do!"
"Don't you? Then I'm telling you that Doctor Lake said there was very
serious risk--every day this boy remains in the house!" Roger rose angrily
from his chair:
"So you want me to turn him out! To-night!"
"No, I want you to wait a few days--until we can find him a decent home.
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