Say, wait a minute! Will you ?" The wife had followed them out on the landing and she was clutching Deborah's arm.

"Why can't the nurse give him something," she whispered, "to put him to sleep for good and all?
It ain't right to let a man suffer like that! I can't stand it! I'm--I'm--" she broke off with a sob.

Deborah put one arm around her and held her steadily for a moment.
"The nurse will see that he sleeps," she said.

"Now, John," she added, presently, when the woman had gone into the room, "I want you to get your things together.

I'll have the janitor move them upstairs.