For three years, the young attorney had been taking hisbrief vacations at this country inn. The last time he’dfinally managed an affair with the innkeeper’s daughter.Looking forward to an exciting few days, he dragged hissuitcase up the stairs of the inn, then stopped short.There sat his lover with an infant in her lap!“Helen, why didn’t you write when you learned you werepregnant?“ he cried. „I would have rushed up here, wecould have gotten married, and the baby would have my name!““Well,“ she said, „when my folks found out about mycondition, we sat up all night talkin‘ and talkin‘ anddecided it would be better to have a bastard in thefamily than a lawyer!“
