"I just had to bring it, father," she concluded.

"I couldn't leave it there." "What are you going to do with it ?" asked the doctor coolly.
Rilla hadn't exactly expected this kind of question.
"We--we can keep it here for awhile--can't we--until something can be arranged ?" she stammered confusedly.
Dr.Blythe walked up and down the kitchen for a moment or two while the baby stared at the white walls of the soup tureen and Susan showed signs of returning animation.
Presently the doctor confronted Rilla.
"A young baby means a great deal of additional work and trouble in a household, Rilla.

Nan and Di are leaving for Redmond next week and neither your mother nor Susan is able to assume so much extra care under present conditions.

If you want to keep that baby here you must attend to it yourself." "Me!" Rilla was dismayed into being ungrammatical.

"Why--father--I--I couldn't!" "Younger girls than you have had to look after babies.