lt that
they had found each other out. As Martha said to Hugo, "It takes a
thing of this kind to show people up in their true colors." Or, as
Jane said to Doctor Charlton, "What beasts human beings are!"

Said he: "What beasts circumstance makes of some of them sometimes."

"You are charitable," said Jane.

"I am scientific," replied he. "It's very intelligent to go about
distributing praise and blame. To do that is to obey a slightly higher
development of the instinct that leads one to scowl at and curse the
stone he stumps his toe on. The sensible thing to do is to look at the
causes of things--of brutishness in human beings, for example--and to
remove those causes."

"It was wonderful, the way you dragged father back to life and almost
saved him. That reminds me. Wait a second, please."

She went up to her room and got the envelope addressed to Charlton
which she had found in the drawer, as her father directed. Charlton
opened it, took out five bank notes each of a thousand dollars. She
glanced at the money, then at his face. It did not express the emotion
she was expecting. On the contrary, its look was of pleased curiosity.

"Five thousand dollars," he said, reflectively. "Your father certainly
was a queer mixture of surprises and contradictions. Now, who would
have suspected him of a piece of sentiment like this? Pure sentiment.
He must have felt that I'd not be able to save him, and he knew my bill
wouldn't be one-tenth this sum."

"He liked you, and admired you," said Jane.

"He was very generous where he liked and admired."

Charlton put the money back in the envelope, put the envelope in his
pocket. "I'll give the money to the Children's Hospital," said he.
"About six months ago I completed the sum I had fixed on as necessary
to my independence; so, I've no further use for money--except to use it
up as it comes in."

"You may marry some day," suggested Jane.

"Not a woman who wishes to be left richer than independent," replied
he. "As for the children, they'll be brought up to earn their own
independence. I'll leave only incubators and keepsakes when I die.
But no estate. I'm not that foolish and inconsiderate."

"What a queer idea!" exclaimed Jane.

"On the contrary, it's simplest common sense. The idea of giving
people something they haven't earned--that's the queer idea."

"You are SO like Victor Dorn!"

"That reminds me!" exclaimed Charlton. "It was very negligent of me