Now was a moment that fairly screamed for a few drops of Ed Pinaud's Lilac. Still, Dot was happy enough. She combed her hair and rouged and powdered her face.
Dr. Stewart found her cool and cheerful.
"Well, we had a lot of fun last night, didn't we?" he smiled. "What do you think of your baby?"
"I think he's wonderful. Do you know what? I saw him get born."
"Did you?" asked Dr. Stewart.
"I saw and heard everything that went on," Dot said.
Dr. Stewart's smile grew into a light laugh. "Everything?"
"Yep."
"Sure of that?"
"Well, I think so."
"Maybe we put over one or two things you didn't notice, Mrs. Collins. But don't worry about it. You have a fine boy."
The little white screen was called into service, and Miss Parsons assisted Dr. Stewart in his examination. He found everything in correct order.
"You're a perfect textbook case, Mrs. Collins," was Dr. Stewart's comment. He smiled at her and made Dot very glad that she was a perfect textbook case.
Dr. Stewart went to the nursery to have a look at the infant.
He came back to say good-by to Dot. "The boy is fine," he said. "Of course he's lost a few ounces, but they always do the first day. Don't think about him, he's all right. I'll see you tomorrow."
So her baby had lost a few ounces. If they always did, as the doctor had so confidently assured her, then there could be no harm in it, but still it would have been nice if her child had acted a little bit differently and had gained. Dot wished she could take a little nap. It would
