One morning I awoke about three o’clock hearing Catherine stirring in the bed.
“Are you all right, Cat?”
“I’ve been having some pains, darling.”
“Regularly?”
“No, not very.”
“If you have them at all regularly we’ll go to the hospital.”
I was very sleepy and went back to sleep. A little while later I woke again.
“Maybe you’d better call up the doctor,” Catherine said. “I think maybe this is it.”
I went to the phone and called the doctor. “How often are the pains coming?” he asked.
“How often are they coming, Cat?”
“I should think every quarter of an hour.”
“You should go to the hospital then,” the doctor said. “I will dress and go there right away myself.”
I hung up and called the garage near the station to send up a taxi. No one answered the phone for a long time. Then I finally got a man who promised to send up a taxi at once. Catherine was dressing. Her bag was