The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-05-22
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CHAPTER TWFNrY-oNE


CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
RERYL had not locked the bath
- room door, an oversight that
saved a deal of trouble. Irene was
able to get in without waiting for
some one to break down the door.
She took one look at Bryl lying
on the floor--a stain Of red on her
forehead where it had struck against
the bathtub as she fell-and ran
screaming to her mothers room.
Mrs. Everett was scarcely less
panic-stricken than Irene when she
saw Beryl, but between them they
got the injured girl to her bed and
then let Mr.. Everett take charge.
He ordered Irene to battle the
wound while he called a doctor.
Then he had to give his attention
TO his wife, who was "sure she was
going to faint"
Beryl soon regained conscious
ness and saw in a moment into
what confusion she had thrown the
family. Therefore she said nothing
about the pain in her head and
waited quietly for the doctor.
When he came she conflded to him
that it was the pain in her throat
that worried her. No, she hadn't
tainted. She had slipped. A little
dizzy, perhaps. Yes, she might have
been feverish before she went to
bed.
When the doctor left she realized
that he hadn't given her any in
formation at all. She was to re-
main in bed all day and he would
come back on the morrow.
She obeyed these instructions
until afternoon and then went to
sit on the porch. The pain in her
head was gone. She felt as we'll as
usual except for a slight weakness
and that queer feeling in her
throat, a touch Of which remained.
I guess you just got played out
at the party and were too weak
to go foolin around taking a bath
at night" her mother diagnosed as
she helped Beryl downstairs.
I'm all right" Beryl said.
Don't bother"
But her mother would take no
chances, so she said, and insisted
upon helping her all the way to the
porch. There Beryl remained
quietly in a chair, because she
didn't want to disobey the doctors
orders altogether.
This was better than staying in
bed, She argued with herself. Not
half so firing. If she were really
to do as she liked, she'd go down
to the beach and sit on the sands
in the sun and toast herself. Then
the doctor would have something to
scold her for, maybe.
Il tt
CHE stirred uneasily in her chair.
~ Could there be anything wrong
with HEREWITH her throat? The
doctor had been so definite about
coming back. Her throat! She
hardly dared think what it would
mean to her to have anything in
jure her throat-anything serious.
Well, their doctor was an c,Sd TO-
gey. She'd have a consultation if
he said there was anything wrong.
Beryl kept her concern to her
self and got bit of amusement
out of Irene's enjoyment of the
situation. Irene had assigned to
herself the duty Of answering the
telephone calls.
News of Beryl's fall had trav-
eled quickly from neighbor to neigh
Dor. Irene enjoyed the limelight.
Her conversations were invariably
sweet but short, and Beryl sensed
that she was waiting for one call
in particular
1t came at last. Prentiss apollo
gized for keeping them up SO late
the night before. He and Irene
talked for several minutes before
he remembered that it was Beryl
he should be calling.
Then Irene explained to him that
Beryl was 'indisposed," and could
not come to the telephone. He
asked if he might come out from
town and, without consulting Beryl,
Irene told him that would be all
right.
All day Mrs. Everett had been
shooing visitors away from Beryl