The girl and her baby came with the doctor through the gates which separated those who were entwined in the meshes of the law from the onlookers; then, stopping to get Drusilla, Dr. Eaton and his charge left the court-room. The wondering girl was placed in the motor and whirled swiftly toward Brookvale. Drusilla was quiet for a time. Then: "Dr. Eaton," she said, "I believe we've found our nurses. Here's our first one. Why can't we find the other mothers?" "I am afraid that would be rather difficult." "Difficulties are made to get around. If this young girl is willin' to work to be with her baby, some of the other mothers must be the same. Perhaps some of 'em was in just the same fix as this one. Now, look at that letter of John's mother. It sounded as if she wouldn't 'a' left him if she could 'a' got work to keep him. Why can't we git as many mothers as we can and have them nurse the children? We got to have nurses of some kind, and the mothers'd be better than jest hired girls." "It's a good idea, Miss Doane; but how can we get them? They naturally didn't leave their addresses." "We'll advertise in the papers." "But that would scare them; they would be afraid it would be a trap to get them arrested." "Say in the papers that we won't arrest 'em, but that we'll give 'em a chance to support their babies and live with them while they're doin' it. Tell 'em I give my word that nothin'll happen to 'em. Git that young man that talked to me once. He said he'd do anything for me I asked him. Git him to write it all up." Dr Eaton pondered thoughtfully for a few moments. "It might work, and again it might not." "Well, there ain't no harm tryin'. Fix up a good advertisement and put it in all the papers--Dutch, Italian, French and Irish. The babies are all kinds." By the time they arrived at the big house in Brookvale Drusilla was very much interested in her new scheme. "No," she said firmly to Dr. Eaton when he intimated that he must leave; "you ain't goin' now. Jest you come with me. Jane, you take this girl and this baby up to one of the spare rooms and see she has a bath and the baby some milk. Have you had your dinner? No; of course not. Jane, git her somethin' to eat--somethin' solid; not them finicky things the cook makes. Git her all fixed up; then come to me. Dr. Eaton, you come with me to that big room I was a lookin' at the other day." She led the way to the third floor, where there was a big billiard room. "Isn't this just the right kind of a room for babies?" she exclaimed. "Look at them windows to let the sun in! Now, how many beds can I put here? We'll take them big tables out and we can put a lot of beds side by side; and the nurse can sleep in this room here that opens out of it, with the littlest babies near her." The doctor looked at the room.