ing Edna's "pretty bad" against Maude's "unbearable agony."
"Let her do what she wants about it," said Eddies "It's her business."
Edna got up and walked toward him. "Look here, Eddie, she said, "you're a married man and you have a job and you can vote, but I'll be damned if I think you're responsible. Do you mean to say that you'd have her considering an illegal operation and not try to talk her out of it or at least let somebody who cares about her try?"
"It's her business," said Eddie.
"It's the business of somebody who's had a baby to tell her what it's really like. Nine-tenths of the girls and the young married women in America haven't the faintest notion what it's like. How can they have? If they'd let somebody tell them they wouldn't be so scared."
Dot's interest in the whole affair made her forget her worry regarding Eddie and Edna.
"I saw Maude McLaughlin today," she said. "I—I think she's had a baby. She said it was unbelievable agony."
Edna smiled coldly. "I've heard people say that about tonsil operations," she said. "I had a baby and I am ready to go through it again if I remarry."
"Dot's not built like a war-horse," remarked Eddie.
"Disregarding the personal side of your remark," said Edna, "I would advise you to learn something before trying to discuss obstetrics. You don't know anything about Dot bearing a child."
"And I don't want to know," Eddie growled.
"Oh, you don't want a baby?"
Dot jumped ahead of the retort she saw Eddie framing. "He's worried for me," she said.
"He is like hell," Edna cried. "If he was, he wouldn't let you have that operation. There are only five or six
