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A Doctor's Office

"Good morning. Dr. Stevens?" She addressed
a distinguished-looking, grey-haired man.
"Yes, I'm Dr. Stevens. You are Mrs. Charles
Smith?"
"Yes, Doctor; I have come to see if you can help
me out of a very serious difficulty. I am disappointed
in our own family physician. I have also called on
two other doctors, neither of whom would give
me any satisfaction."
"I will do the best I can for you, Mrs. Smith.
What is your trouble?"
This kind-faced, elderly physician, who bore the
highest medical reputation in his community, sensed
something unusual in this case. The woman was
young, attractive, apparently in robust health;
but there were lines of worry becoming inlaid in
her face.
She was fumbling with her purse and seemed
hesitant to speak. Suddenly she looked up. Her
voice was low with controlled emotion.
"My husband and I love each other dearly,"
she said. "We have three darling children we adore,
but my doctor tells me it will kill me if I have
another one. I have already had three Caesarean