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Then think of the tremendousness of this work Karl Hubers is doing! where it strikes the hearts breaking for it the thousands praying for it! Is it any wonder we're watching it? Interested? I tell you we know what it means." She was unconscious of the tear on her cheek, of the quivering of her face. "And Karl is doing that? That is what Karl's work means?"
Do you know that you have no right to say Karl Hubers was mocked by fate, made sport of, buffetted about? Do you know," his face went white as he said this, slowly "that I would be a thousand times willing to give up my two eyes yes, and lay down my life just to know, as he knew, that love was great and life was good?" The tears remained undried upon her cheek. He held her. "Look deeper.
Three years before, the president of a great university, but newly sprung up by the side of a great lake, sitting in his high watch tower and with mammoth spy-glass looking around for men of initiative in the intellectual domain, had spied Karl Hubers, working away over there in Europe.
His master-passion had been to press on press on to be knew not what there was the glory of it! It was easy enough to work toward a goal sighted ahead; but it took a Karl Hubers to work on through the darkness. And ah, there was a good time coming! The doctor's sombre face relaxed to a smile.
He was afraid of her because she was a woman, for like reason disapproving of her presence in the laboratory, and yet there was an unconscious deference, the same kind of veneration he would have paid Karl's old coat, or his pipe. John Beason had never been shaken by a genuine emotion until the day he read that Dr. Karl Hubers had lost his eyesight and must give up his work.
I suppose it was in the blood to get what he wanted. I'm sure I don't know how he did it. Lots of men had wanted Ernestine, and she had the caring-for-her-art notion she's made good tremendously, you know but art took a back seat when Dr. Hubers arrived on the scene. That's all there is to it. I wouldn't call it a romance. It was more in the line of a hop, skip and jump."
"Oh well, the unexpected must be rather agreeable when one leads so cut and dried a life. But what I want to see you about," he went on, quite as though he had dropped the most pleasant thing in the world, "is just this. I want you to give the use of Dr. Hubers' laboratory, his equipment and at least one of his assistants, to Dr.
And Beason replied that of course Dr. Hubers' cousin was bound to be smart. "Yes, suh, Chicago only two hours, suh," and the porter smiled broadly. There was both memory and anticipation in that smile. The car was almost empty.
And how calm and well-ordered a place it was strange how they could keep so unruffled a surface over so turbulent a sea! A nurse upstairs said that Dr. Parkman had told her to look after Mrs. Hubers. She dressed her in a white gown and talked to her pleasantly about operations in general.
Moments such as Karl Hubers was living now mark the great man from the small. And his glowing moment was more than a promise; it was also a reward. It was spring now, and all through the winter he had worked hard. He had come back in the fall determining in the gratitude of his great happiness to do the best work of his life.
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