The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-09-29
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/ nestly. you're sure she's going to
be all right? Normas all alone in
the world If there's anything at
all to be DONE"
DR.. Willoughby eyed the girl mar
rowly. you say you're friend Of
hers?" he repeated.
ooh, yes. I'm the closest friend
she has in the world, I guess. You
see, she's been worried lately. That's
what made me so anxious!"
And you don't know what's the
matter with her?"
'Why-no-l"
after you get her home" the
doctor said slowly, call in her reg
ular physician. He can tell you"
"But-you don't mean-?"
Willoughby nodded. Perfectly
normal condition." he said. "She's
evidently been under a strain-wor-
ried, as you say-and something
brought on this fainting spell. Quite
unimportant IN itself.
"She ought to have thorough
examination. Take her to an OBJ
stretrician, if you can. There are
clinics, Of course"
But doctor!" the girl exclaimed.
"Oh, but doctor-it can't bel"
Sorry, but I assure you that 1t
is. Has she husband?"
CHRIS hands had gone to her
~ throat. "she did have" she
said slowly. There's been a di-
vorce. Norma didn't know a thing
about it until last night. You see
he's in Paris. Oh, this is dreadful"
"Paris?" the doctor said with a
show of interest.
yes" Chris hurried on brokenly.
ooh, might as we'll tell you'll She's
been working here as Miss Travers,
but she's really married. Mark
Travers is her husband-I mean he
was. You know, F. M. Travers' son.
The family didn't approve of the
marriage. Mark went abroad two
months ago and she hasn't even
heard from him since. Last night
she got a letter telling her about
the divorce. Oh what can she do?"
"She can go home and rest for a
few days and take care of herself.
That's the sensible course. Unfor-
tunate, of course. Very! I'll tell you
what you do, Miss-er-?"
Saunders" Chris supplied.
eyes. Miss Saunders. My Office
is on the fifth floor. Bring Mrs.
Travers in to see me in a few Gays.
Say on Monday. I'll give her the
examination. Does she have any
thing beside her salary here?"
Chris shook her head. mo-" she
said. tits not much, but We'll man
age some way"
DR. WILLOUGHBY shrugged.
IL Don't worry. I'll take care Of
that. Sorry for the girl. Call my
secretary about an appointment,
will you?"
Chris said that she would. She
went back to the private office
where Norma had been lying on an
improvised couch. Chris found her
sitting up, pale but otherwise look
ing natural.
1.-THE doctor says you're to take
the day off," Chris announced. I'm
going to take you home. and Mr..
Stuart's already called a cab for
U.S."
"But I can't" Norma began
only to hear her protests routed.
you can certainly do as your
boss tells you! These are Mr.. Stu
arts orders. Shall I get your wraps
and bring them in here?"
Stuart put his head in the door
to say that the taxi was waiting.
Chris hurried to the advertising
office to explain her absence and
came back wearing hat and coat.
The two girls descended to the
ground floor and went out on the
street.
The cab was drawn up a little to
the left. AS they they stepped in,
Chris gave the driver the number
of Norma's rooming house.
1t was a silent ride. Norma
leaned backed against Chris arm
and most of the way her eyes were
closed. The other girl was Strug-
Cling with her own thoughts. Bat
ting a terrifying new problem.
When she did speak, it was only to
say something reassuring to Norma.
THE cool air was refreshing.
Il There was the faintest tinge of
color in Norma's cheeks as she
stepped down to the walk before
the rooming house. Chris paid the
driver and dismissed him.
I'm coming in with you," she
told the other girl. "They don't
expect me back at the Office for a
while"
Mrs. Bixby, the landlady, met
them in the hallway. Why, Miss
Travers!" she exclaimed. What
are you doing here at this time?"
Miss Travers isn't feeling WE'LL"
Chris told her. "She's going to
spend the day at home. Do you
think you could send up a hot cup
of tea? I'm sure it would be good
for her"
why, forever more!" 1t was Mrs.
Bixby's favorite exclamation. For
ever moreI OF course I'll fix the
tea. I'll bring it right up myself"
Mrs. Bixby swished out of view.
Anyhow it got rid of her." Chris
said, smiling family. You don't
have to drink the tea, you know"
Norma did not answer. They went
up the stairs and into the tiny rear
bedroom. Everything was exactly
as Norma had left it the night be-
fore.
Il
CHRIS hustled about, raising a
~ window, drawing down the
covers of the bed, making Norma
get out of her clothes and into a
kimono.
The younger girl was submissive.
The tempestuous display of emotion
the night before seemed to have
exhausted itself. She slipped be-