Olga stood silently thinking. Yes, Sonia had given the baby her bottle that morning, and always gave it to her at night. She went into the bedroom and searched the closet and the bed. Sonia usually made the bed. Under the pillow Olga found a bottle which she handed without a word, to the nurse. Miss Kennan nodded. "That's it," she said briefly. Opening the window Olga flung the bottle passionately into the street. "Can't you do anything to--to counteract it?" she questioned, her face as white as the child's. "I'll bring you something," the nurse said, "and now you must stop worrying. You can't take proper care of this baby if you are in a white heat--she'll feel the mental atmosphere. I wish I could take her home with me to-night." "You can. I wish you would. I'd feel safer about her," said Olga. "And her mother?" the nurse questioned with a searching look. "I won't tell her where you live. You can bring the baby back in the morning if she's better--if not, keep her till she is. I'll pay you--when I can." "This isn't a pay-case," the nurse said in her crisp way, "it's a case of life-saving. Then I'll take her away now, before--anybody--comes to interfere." An hour later Sonia came home. In her absorption over the baby, Olga had quite forgotten about Laura's note, and she asked no questions. That puzzled Sonia. "What's happened?" she demanded abruptly. "You look as if you'd seen a ghost." "I feel as if I had," Olga answered gravely. "What do you mean, Olga?" "The baby is sick." "The baby?" Sonia cast a swift glance about, then hurried to the bedroom. "Where is she? What have you done with her?" she cried. "Sonia, a nurse came here this afternoon, and she said some one had been poisoning the baby with soothing syrup." "Poisoning her!" Sonia echoed under her breath. "She had had an overdose," said Olga. "O Sonia, how _could_ you give her that dangerous stuff?" "How'd I know it was dangerous? An old nurse told me it was harmless," Sonia defended herself, but the colour had faded out of her face and her eyes were full of terror. Olga told her what the nurse had said. "I asked her to take the baby home with her to-night. I knew that she would take better care of her than we could," she ended. Sonia was too frightened to object. "I didn't know. Of course I wouldn't have given her the stuff if I had known," she said again and again, and finally to turn her thoughts to something else, Olga asked about the place. "Yes, they took me. I am to begin Monday," Sonia answered briefly. Neither of them slept much that night, and immediately after breakfast Olga hurried over to Miss Kennan's. The nurse met her with a smile. "She's better--she'll pull through--and she's a darling of a baby, Olga," she said. "But you'll have to watch her closely for a while. That deadly stuff has weakened her so!" "O, I will, I will!" Olga promised. A great love for the little creature filled her heart, as she stooped to kiss her.