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Hubers saw it that way," she concluded, with the air of delivering the unanswerable. "But even that wasn't just what I meant," she went on, after they had worked silently for a few minutes. "What I was thinking about was the superdoctor." Beason simply stared. "No, not entirely crazy," she laughed. "For instance: what can a man do for nervous indigestion without infusing a little hope?

The widow, obeying priestly instructions, announced that her husband had gone to California. Then the soul of William Parrish at Springville was saved to eternal glory; also the soul of his son, Beason.

Old Father Beason said, "Brethren, I tell you the condition of things in this town is just awful. I walked down Broadway last Saturday night, and I declare I could hardly get along. I actually had to walk out in the street, there was such a crowd, and nearly all of them young men and young women. I never saw anything like it; and there are all of these dives always open, and always full.

Beason," said Georgia McCormick, looking across the dinner table at the new student who had come to live with them almost every one who lived around the university had "students" "if you had a dear cousin who had married a dear friend, if said dear cousin and dear friend had gone skipping away to Europe, and for one year and a half had flitted gayly from country to country, looking into each other's eyes and murmuring sweet nothings all the while that you had been earning your daily bread by telling daily untruths for a daily paper, if at the end of said period said cousin and friend, forced by a steadily diminishing bank account to return to the stern necessities of life, had written you a nonchalant little note telling you to 'look up a place for them to lay their heads' which being translated in terms of action meant that you were to walk the streets looking for vacant houses when vacant houses there were none if this combination of circumstances befell you, Mr.

"And where are you going, my boy?" he asked kindly. "What are you going to do?" "I'm going clear out West," said Beason gloomily. "Father has something for me with a company in the Northwest." "Out there!" an eager voice rang out, a voice which rested on a smothered sob. "Great heavens, man, you're going out there? Out there to the mountains and the forests?

Think of what doctors know not only about people's bodies, but about their lives. Cause and effect overlap don't they? Half the time a run down body means a broken spirit, or a twisted life. How can you set part of a thing right when the whole of it's wrong? How can a doctor be just a doctor if he's a good one?" But nothing "super" could be expected of Beason.

Professor Hastings felt the censorship of Ernestine's eyes upon him as he talked; they travelled with a frightened eagerness from the face of the man who spoke to him who listened. He could see them deepen as they touched dangerous ground, and he wondered how she could go on living with that intensity of feeling. "Beason is back," he said, in telling of the returnings and the changes. "Beason!"

Dr. Hubers had turned his chair away from Beason, and with closed eyes was facing the light from without. There was a long pause. Beason waited patiently, supposing the man to be thinking what to say about so great a difficulty. "As I understand it," he said, turning around at last, "it's like this.

"But that isn't all of it," said Professor Hastings in the midst of a discussion. "This fanaticism for veracity Huxley talks about isn't all of it by any means. Any of us can get together a lot of facts. It takes the big man to know what the facts mean." "Somebody said that truth was the soul of facts," said Beason, in the uncertain way he talked of anything outside tabulated knowledge.

When the McCormicks gave up their flat at Christmas time, Beason had come to live with the Hubers. Ernestine prided herself upon some cleverness in having rented two rooms without Karl's suspecting it was a matter of renting the rooms. When he engaged Ross as his secretary in the fall she said it would be more convenient for them all for Mr. Ross to have his room there.

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