Evening star., 1929-05-12

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strange dodo who had stood beside you
on a little balcony and looked at the
white Winter moon with you, and ther
faded casually out of your life.
Oh, well. It was all right, only
sometimes Sylvie thought she saw him
and then she was a little wrought ur
for a minute or two. Foolish.
n X x
UHAVE you seen Paul since?" Sylvie
asked. 1t was a week now.
week-could it really be week9
mo"
Sylvie smiled.
There really wasn't any way now o1
finding out more about Mr.. Richards
Well, why should she want to? She'c
made her decision with her level
headed little thinking apparatus, hadnt
she? Now, that was that. Love
What a lot of nonsense for a girl who'c
| been earning her own living-and hel
mother's-since she was Is!
Mother had a heart attack on ar
evening when Sylvie was very tired.
Shall I call DR.. Cation, mother?"
mo, he doesn't do me any good.
| want to try doctor Mrs. Lain tolc
me about Over on the Concourse. DR.
Corlan. You'll find him in the phone
book"
Sylvie looked for DR.. Corlan's name
She hoped that he wouldn't charge
more than So for the call.
He'll be right over, mother" Sylvie
said, as she left the phone. Can
get you anything?"
"No," mother gasped. "Just let me
be-"
There was a tradition in Sylvie's not
too-tidy house that things must be al
ways Strengthened up when a doctor
was coming. So Sylvie fused about a
bit, changed her dress, and came back
to the living room. The bell rang.
Sylvie opened the door. For sec
ond she stood spellbound upon the
threshold. regarding the tall, dark per-
son. A little glad pulse leaped in heI
throat, and then she saw the black
bag. He had come, because he was DR.
Corlan.
For a second utter silence hung be-
tween them. Then: you're the doc
torP" said Sylvie weakley.
He smiled pleasantly. Sylvie knew
that smile Eyes" he said, ARE you
the young lady who phoned. about your
mother? Where is mother? What
seems to be her trouble?"
Dumbly Sylvie followed him down the
HAIL. GOOQ IlcdfC1lS, 4lC Wooli U 6OhAS "
recognize her! He was DR.. Corlan
and this was business.
He asked many questions about
mother. -
II see," DR.. Corlan kept saying. y
Presently he went away. He left a
prescription on the table and parting
Injunction that he was to be called, II
anything unusual developed. Sylvie
saw him to the door. He said good
night in a friendly fashion. He was,
indeed, pleasant, charming young
doctor.
Sylvie returned to her mother. She
felt little stunned.
Hes aWfully young" mother SAID
IT wonder if he can be a good doctor.
Mrs. Lain said that he saved her
CHAIRMAN frcm mastoids. Maybe he's
all right. What did you think of him?''
II guess he's all right. Go to sleep,
mother. I don't feel like talking"
Mothers feelings were very plainly
hurt, but Sylvie couldn't do anything
about it. She was sunk. She felt that,
If she wasn't too sensible girl for
that sort of thing, she'd cry. But what
was there to cry about? After all, tears
are foolish. Presently she vent to the
bedroom and stayed there for while
When she came out again, mother said
"You shouldn't read in the bedroom
The bulb in there is only Is watts. You
have your eyes all red"
X x X
A FTER mother had fallen asleep
n Sylvie went for little walk. The
apartment Stif1ed her, but somehow
Fordham road didn't have the same
kick tonight that it usually had for her
Felt hats marked down to one-ninety-
eight awakened not the slightest IN
terest. The movies seemed stupid places
and the little knots of boys and girls
on the street corners were vapid, silly
| looking things. Why not go to bedt
| No point in strolling around. The first
thing she knew, she'd be meeting some
one who'd want to take her to see
some vaudeville.
The next morning she found note
| in her mail box from DR.. Bernard Cor
Ian. 1t was an imperSonal little mes
| sage asking her to call during his eve
ming Office hours-seven to nine.
Who did he think he was, asking hel
| to call on him? If he wanted to see
| her. he knew where she lived.
! He lived in one of the SWEETEST apart
ments on the Concourse; on the first
| floor, of course. Sylvie saw his neat
! little sign, and strange thrill set hel
! to trembling. He had achieved some
! thing. A pale yellow girl opened the
door for her and led her to the waiting
room. Sylvia waited along with two
other people.
DR.. Corlan's nurse came out and
| Signaled to one of the patients. He
was disposed of in five minutes. Then
/ the second one went in, and next il
was Sylvia's chance. She felt herself
quivering with nervousness.
| DR.. Corlan greeted her with a pleas
i ant good evening. The nurse faded
out of the picture, and Bernard was
explaining:
I'm in silly position. My parents
are strict. you know. They expect lots
| of me. I'm supposed to be digniflec
and ethical and reserved. Once in a
while I get away with Paul Reiselbach
as did the other night didn't dare
/ speak to you last night"
why not?"
Because I'm crazy about you, Sylvie
I've been trying to forget you. I've
been tempted a thousand times to &c
see Miriam and get your address. Then
last night I tried to ignore you and
forget you, and then I had to write
that note."