The Hays free press. [volume] (Hays, Kan.) 1908-1924, 1910-09-17

The Doctor and the Patient
By JULIA R. WELLS
Copyright. 1910. by Associated Literary Press

'c1ated Literary PreSa
"Goodby." he called. and she heard
him running down the steps.
She read the book. and read half
through the night
Now, what is the matter?" asked
DR.. Moore the next day, glancing at
her keenly. Then before she had
time to answer: Did you read all
night?"
Not quite" she said.
Fresh air will be the best thing
he said, refectively. Il will make
another call and be back in 15
minutes. Can you dress yourself and
be ready in that timer"
Yes" said his patient, smiling at
the monotony of her replies.
When DR.. Moore returned he found
Resale on the piazza. why didn't
you wait for me to help you DOWN."
he asked.
1T was nor necessary she replied
serenely.
do you like automobiles" he in
CURED as he wrapped the rugs about
her.
Tremendously" she answered.
Have you ever driven one?" he
asked.
1T is the dearest desire of my
heart" she laughed gayly.
He gave her a side-long scrutiny.
when you are stronger. you shall
learn to drive NINE" he said to his
astonished patient in a perfectly mat
ter-of-fact tone Then he talked to
ho, Oh hay Sof
the suffering and the heroism that
he encountered in the days rounds.
Resale came to the conclusion be-
! fore the drive was over that his
manner was a mask that hid an I'M
usually sensitive nature and a won
derfully warm heart.
Now. be a good girl" he said,
/ when he left her. Eggs and milk,
and not too much work. and 1 will
give you a dose of fresh air soon
again, that is If you won't find it
bore" he added, with an unusual
humility.
q should like to go again. and
thank you for today" she said
He came again few days later.
and again and again. Sometimes he
|
times congratulated her, the abrupt
ness of his manner unchanged until
| he began to talk on some subject that
interested him, and then he was ex-
pansive and showed a surprising de-
ference to her opinions.
One day, at the end of a drive, he
followed her into the house.
You will stay to dinner with US
tonight. viii you not, DR.. Moore9 1t
is late. and you would not lose much
time
NO, thank you, cannot" He
moved restlessly about the room
What does girl think of man il
he unexpectedly kisses her?" he
asked suddenly.
Determined not to show her amaze,
ment, Rosalie answered calmly: at
depends upon whether he kisses her
just because her cheeks are pink. OF
because he cares so much for her
that he cannot resist the opportuni
ty,'' she said, with the serenity she
had cultivated to oppose his abrupt
ness.
DR.. Moore laid his hand on bel
shoulder, kissed her and left hel
there without a word. The mex
morning he sent her some pink roses
with a little note:
Your cheeks are like the roses
but that is not why kissed you yes
terday. l am in mortal fear of VIVA
your feeling is for me-
Rosalie smiled happily over be-
flowers. but did not answer his note
He came the following day. anC
wearing some of the roses she wen
to meet him. Seeing him in hi
usual place at the foot of the stair!
she stopped midway and looked dowl
at him.
Come down." he said. in his OLD
imperative way.
She moved down slowly WheI
she reached the last step. where he
face was on a level with his, sh'
stopped again.
You are wearing my roses" h,
said softly. lingering on the words
He looked deep into her eyes AM
drew her into his arms My Rose.
he whispered. lis 1t possible tnat yor
care, too?"
Yes" Rosalie answered, 81 thinl
began to care that very first day
when you were so cross and so kind