"After all, the baby is your first duty." "If your present arrangement is a canker in your mind, Jerry, we must change it, of course. I have greatly appreciated your fair-mindedness about it." "If I paint in the afternoon, I often have things to attend to in the morning." "I've never known you to go out in the morning on business, Jerry." "I have more to attend to than I used to." "Very well, I will arrange it." Jane spent an hour rearranging the household schedule, so that Anna could replace Jerry in the morning. Baby slept nearly all the time she was out, so it was just a matter of having some one within call, in case he waked. Good-natured Anna agreed to the new scheme and the next day, as Jane started off, she remarked to Jerry: "There is no need of your staying in any more. Anna will look after Jerry." "Very well," he said coldly. So far as Jane knew, he never went out on the urgent business. After a late breakfast he read his paper in the nursery, just as usual, and little by little Anna faded out of the picture, and when Baby waked up, he and his father had a fine romp until Jane's return. They never mentioned it again and she smiled to herself at his calm assumption that he was free to come and go, so he stayed. If only she could make him apply that rule equally to both of them! The contract on her book was signed and the advance paid her. It marked the first goal in her path. It seemed to her a big sum, ignorant as she was of the standards in her new market. Her first impulse was to hurry to Jerry with her prize and display it, but something held her back. He had not asked anything about the book. He had not asked to read it, he had not mentioned the contract or its terms. His silence hurt her deeply, so she kept her own counsel. Jerry was having great difficulty in getting his money for the last portrait he had painted, of the impecunious wife of a rich man, and the family funds were getting low, so it was with joy that Jane nursed the knowledge of her own reinforcements. Chance played into her hands, for Jerry, always careless in regard to money, drew a check and was promptly notified by the bank that their account was overdrawn. "Have you been drawing out any unusual amounts at the bank?" he said testily, after reading the letter. "No." "Damned cashier must be wrong." "Why?" "Says we're overdrawn." "Let's look at the check book," she said. Inspection showed that the cashier's statement was accurate. "Very awkward. I can't pry a check off of Mrs. Beaufort. She's got to cheat it out of old Beaufort somehow, she tells me. That New Age Club check isn't due until the picture is installed." "It's all right. I'll deposit the advance on my book." "The what?" "I got an advance from the publishers on my book." "Well, you're not going to put that into our bank account." "Certainly I am; why not?" "Because I can support this family without it." "Jerry, that is a very ungracious remark."