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“Dr. Shipman?” Crosby’s voice showed sudden anxiety.

“Yes—I’ve been trying to reach you all afternoon. The situation’s changed and we expect the child tonight.”

“Tonight?”

“Yes. Everything’s O.K. But you’d better come right out.”

“I will. Good-bye.”

He hung up the receiver and started out the door, but paused as an idea struck him. He returned, and this time called a Manhattan number.

“Hello, Donny, this is Crosby.”

“Hello, there, old boy. You just caught me; I was going——”

“Say, Donny, I want a job right away, quick.”

“For whom?”

“For me.”

“Why, what’s the——”

“Never mind. Tell you later. Got one for me?”

“Why, Waldron, there’s not a blessed thing here except a clerkship. Perhaps next——”

“What salary goes with the clerkship?”

“Forty—say forty-five a week.”

“I’ve got you. I start tomorrow.”

“All right. But say, old man——”

“Sorry, Donny, but I’ve got to run.”

Crosby hurried from the brokerage office with a wave and a smile at Potter. In the street he took out a handful of small change and after surveying it critically hailed a taxi.