The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1930-10-15

( what would John Mitchell say 10
this?
DR.. Griswold arrived. He was a
short, rotund individual who came
into the house briskly Celia heard
Martha conducting him up to Mrs.
Mitchell's bedroom. The girl
waited anxiously until footsteps
sounded on the stairs. Then she
went into the hall.
Doctor" she began uncer-
tainly.
Eyes. I'm Dr. Griswold. What is
it?" His voice had an energetic
ring that matched his brisk walk.
I'm Mrs. Mitchell's granddaugh-
ter" the girl explained. rs she
very ill?"
The doctor tipped his head one
side.
Nervous relapse he said shortly.
She's subject to them. Treated her
for years. She'll have to have rest,
absolute rest. I've left prescrip-
tions and I'll be here again in the
morning. Goodday!'
DR.. Griswold'S straw hat was
clapped on his head and in another
moment he was gone.
A little later Martha came down
the stairs again and Celia &C
costed her.
Martha" she asked timidly, do
you think 1 could see my grand
mother for just a minute"
"Oh, no, miss! No, couldn't let
you. The doctor said she was to be
kept undisturbed! Nobody can go
in to see her now!"
But I thought mean, I feel !
ought to"
Martha shook her head mega
lively, emphatically.
Il couldn't let you go in, Miss
Celia"
The girl waited a while, then re-
turned to her own room. She had
no place in this house now. She felt
like an interloper. For long while
Celia stared out the window. Sud
IDENTIFY she became alert, rose to her
feet and set to work She still was
on the door at 5 o'clock.
Celia hestitated, then opened the
door.
How do you do, father Will you
come in?"
why. Ceha-what are you do
ing?"
She stood before him in the brown
silk travelling costume Margaret
Rogers had made. A brown felt
hat was pulled down over the girls
head. She looked exactly as she
had the day they arrived from
Baltimore. Spread open on the bed
was a half-f1lled travelling case.
Il had to wait to see you," the
girl said slowly. There isn't quite
enough in my purse. I'm afraid
I'll have to ask you to lend me S..
I'll send it back"
Whats this nonsense? Why are
you packing that travelling bag?"
I'm going home. Back to my
mother"
Mitchell turned and closed the
door behind him carefully.
so that's it," he said. What's
the matter? Don't you like it
here? Tired of the placer"
Celia had expected to hear thur
dering wrath when she confronted
her father. She had supposed it
would be good deal like their
interview after she arrived home
late from the party. This time she
was prepared to surrender quickly.
TITS not that" she answered.
But I'm going. telephoned about
trains and there's one at o'clock. -
Determined to leave, are you?"
q
THE girl was embarrassed. Was
l. it possible he didn't under
stand? She tried to make it palmer.
81 can't stay here" she insisted.
Grandmother doesn't want me.
Have you seen her2 Martha wouldn't
let me 70 in, but thought probably
you could!
It hope she isn't very sick. 1t was
my fault know I shouldn't have
said what I did, but I couldn't
help it"
Celia" said her father, 1--WE seen
my mother. Will you sit down be-
side me and tell just what it was
that happened? Here, take OF that
hat"
Mitchell tried clumsily to smooth
the girls curlS back. He sat down
on the side of the bed and drew
her beside him.
Celia darted him a quick, suspi-
cious glance. She could not read
what was in the mans mind, but
he did. not look angry. Her cour-
age rose slightly.
Il didn't mean to be rude" she
began. Il said it before thought.
but. oh. don't you see I couldn't
have any one say such things about
my motherl
Mothers not commonl I couldn't
listen-even to northumberland
hear q thing like thatl"
A dark glow spread slowly over
the mans face