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nor'worse. The doctor confirmed his
statement, but he extended the period
of suffering to three months. Before
the first month was ended there was
no more money in the bank. Anna
was confronted with the alternative
of sacrificing her boy's school career
and sacrificing her husband. Stie
sacrificed the boy.
. At least, she meant to. But Curtin
Foulkes made a move whifch was even
more dramatic than his reappear
ance. "Anna," he said, the evening before
she was to write that letter to the
head master of Grahtwicb, "I -want
to tell you something. They say the
worst man has a streak of good in
him. Do you remember that insur
ance policy for a thousand dollars I
took out when we were married? I've
kept it up for you. I've borrowed
to the limit on it; but there will still
be seven hundred for you and.Charlie
after I'm gone."
The letter was never written: The
tradesmen, clamoring for payment,
(were told the circumstances. The,
doctor confirmed Anna's statement'
Thenceforward it was a race with,
The butcher, the baker, the grocer,
the physician, and last of all, the un
dertaker looked forward, each and
all, to the death of Curtin Foulkes,
that they might get their money. And
the future of Charlie Foulkes depend
ed upon his father's death likewise.
If ever a man would be well out of the
world Curtin would, blackguard that
he had been.
And, strange to say,as he lay there
through those weeks, humbled, re
pentant; a shadow of hier former love
began to .grow in Anna's heart And
one day she kneeled down and prayed
that he might live.
There seemed no chance of that
'The doctors all agreed his case was
hopeless. It seemed .the height of
irony that the man who had ruined
his wife's life should have come back
to ruin his son's career.
If ever wishes fought, Ahha'B wish
was fighting the determination of the
tradesmen, of the sick man. himself.
It was will against will, pitted in
deadly struggle a dozen to one, if
will counts for anything in the affairs
of men. And the boy's future,
against" the husband's life, with, no
possibility of any compromise!
Anna had reckoned that if her hus
band lived the three months there
would be just two hundred dollars re
maining, with which to face the world
anew. If he lived the total debt
would be hideous.
It was at the beginning of the third
month that the physician came to
the house with a youngish, keen-eyed
man, in an automobile.
"Mrs. Foulkes, this is Doct&r" Ste
vens," he said. "He is the greatest
authority in the world on such cases
as your husband's. I was speaking of
it to him last week, and he wishes to
make an examination."
Half an hour after th'e doctors
came out of the sick mafc'sjroQm to
the woman, who had risen" hastily
from her knees. She had been pray
ing that Curtin might - live. The
prayer was to be heard.
"Doctor- Stevens thinks there Is a
chance to cure your husband," said
the physician'. "It will necessitate an
operation."- -He hemmed a little. "Of
course Doctor Stevens' fees -are high,
much Higher than those of an or
dinary practitioner," he continued.
"Never mind the cost," said Anna
Foulkes. "Give me back my hus
band." "Excuse me, doctor," said the phy
sician, and the great man withdrew
a little way across the room. "It is
necessary to be businesslike. Mrs.
Foulkes," her doctor continued. "He
will operate for two hundred dollars."
Two hundred dollars! If Curtin
died-that would be the last of the in
surance money. But if he lived
what years of toll! And the idea of
Grantwich would have become ludi
crously absurd. Anna did not -waver.
"Well, it must be done, of course"
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