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best possible provision for the youngster. Quite wise. Do you both want readings, or just yourself?”
    The girl answered, “Both of us, we think.”
    Pinero beamed at her. “Quite so. I agree. Your reading presents certain technical difficulties at this time, but I can give you some information now, and more after your baby arrives. Now come into my laboratory, my dears, and we’ll commence.” He rang for their case histories, then showed them into his workshop. “Mrs. Hartley first, please. If you will go behind that screen and remove your shoes and your outer clothing, please. Remember, I am an old man, whom you are consulting as you would a physician.”
    He turned away and made some minor adjustments of his apparatus. Ed nodded to his wife, who slipped behind the screen and reappeared almost at once, clothed in two wisps of silk. Pinero glanced up, noted her fresh young prettiness and her touching shyness.
    “This way, my dear. First we must weigh you. There. Now take your place on the stand. This electrode in your mouth. No, Ed, you mustn’t touch her while she is in the circuit. It won’t take a minute. Remain quiet.”
    He dove under the machine’s hood and the dials sprang into life. Very shortly he came out with a perturbed look on his face. “Ed, did you touch her?”
    “No, Doctor.” Pinero ducked back again, remained a little longer. When he came out this time, he told the girl to get down and dress. He turned to her husband.
    “Ed, make yourself ready.”
    “What’s Betty’s reading, Doctor?”
    “There is a little difficulty. I want to test you first.”
    When he came out from taking the youth’s reading, his face was more troubled than ever. Ed inquired as to his trouble. Pinero shrugged his shoulders, and brought a smile to his lips.
    “Nothing to concern you, my boy. A little mechanical misadjustment, I think. But I shan’t be able to give you two your readings today. I shall need to overhaul my machine. Can you come back tomorrow?”
    “Why, I think so. Say, I’m sorry about your machine. I hope it isn’t serious.”
    “It isn’t, I’m sure. Will you come back into my office, and visit for a bit?”
    “Thank you, Doctor. You are very kind.”
    “But Ed, I’ve got to meet Ellen.”
    Pinero turned the full force of his personality on her. “Won’t you grant me a few moments, my dear young lady? I am old and like the sparkle of young folk’s company. I get very little of it. Please.” He nudged them gently into his office, and seated them. Then he ordered lemonade and cookies sent in, offered them cigarettes, and lit a cigar.
    Forty minutes later, Ed listened entranced, while Betty was quite evidently acutely nervous and anxious to leave, as the doctor spun out a story concerning his adventures as a young man in Tierra del Fuego. When the doctor stopped to relight his cigar, she stood up.
    “Doctor, we really must leave. Couldn’t we hear the rest tomorrow?”
    “Tomorrow? There will not be time tomorrow.”
    “But you haven’t time today either. Your secretary has rung five times.”
    “Couldn’t you spare me just a few more minutes?”
    “I really can’t today, Doctor. I have an appointment. There is someone waiting for me.”
    “There is no way to induce you?”
    “I’m afraid not. Come, Ed.”
    After they had gone, the doctor stepped to the window and stared out over the city. Presently he picked out two tiny figures as they left the office building. He watched them hurry to the corner, wait for the lights to change, then start across the street. When they were part-way across, there came the scream of a siren. The two little figures hesitated, started back, stopped, and turned. Then the car was upon them. As the car slammed to a stop, they showed up from beneath it, no longer two figures, but simply a limp unorganized heap of clothing.
    Presently the doctor turned away from the window. Then he picked up his phone, and spoke to his secretary.
    “Cancel my