The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-06-22


had seen him.
Still it was not fast enough.
Cant we go faster?" Cherry
urged. Cant we hurry?"
There was no answer. The big car
certainly was travelling above the
speed limit. Cherry covered in one
corner of the rear seat. Her face
was pale, her eyes dark with fright
and anxiety.
1T cant bel" she told herself over
and over again. 1T can't be
mothers going to diet God wouldn't
do thing like that. Oh, why does
it take so long? Why can't we
hurry?"
der two hands we're clenched
tightly together. The words she had
been mumbling formed themselves
INTO sort of prayer. Mother
hurry-must get well-save her
save herl
They echoed through the girls
brain. Neutrality-suspicious. get
we'll"
THE car whirled into another
= street. They were halfway
there now. A truck, heavily loaded.
was coming toward them.
1t sweryed suddenly to avoid an
other vehicle and Martin barely
kept the tenders Of the limousine
from brushing it. Cherry, in her
corner, did not even notice what
had happened.
She was telling herself that things
like tbs could not happen. Only
two weeks before-that was all it
had been since her mothers letter
had come. The one with the check.
There was something in that letter
about not feeling we'll
Vaguely, Cherry remembered the
words, THE last month has been a
strain. Day and night 1 worry
about you" Her mother had writ
ten.
She's worried over mel" the girl
thought bitterly. TITS because of
what I've done that she's i'll. If she
dies it will be my fault"
No! She could not go or think
ing such things. She did not dare
to Cherry pressed both hands to
her temples. She closed her eyes
and tried to tell herself that in just
a little while now she would see her
mother and know that everything
was going to be all right.
Her mother never had been Seri-
ously i'll before. Of course she would
recover!
They had reached Sherwood boule-
ward now. There was less traffic
and the limousine was going faster.
Familiar houses, buildings Cherry
had passed hundreds and hundreds
of times, flashed past.
There was the little drug store.
There the Marshalls' brick house.
Another minute and they had
turned into the drive before Briar-
top.
Cherry had one hand on the door
as the chauffeur halted the car.
She was outside and half way to
the door before Martin had climbed
from his seat.
The door opened and Cherry al
most plunged into the arms of a
woman in cap and apron.
Martial" Cherry exclaime d.
How is she?"
THANK the good Lord you've
come, Miss Cherry" the servant an
swered devoutly. Il said all along
they should send for YOU"
But how is she?" the girl begged.
Martha brushed her eyes with
her handkerchief She shook her
head. THE doctors upstairs" she
said. HE won't let any of us in
the room with her. You'll have to
ask Dr. Knowles
She put the handkerchief to her
eyes again. Cherry ran swiftly
up the stairs. A nurse in white
uniform was coming out of Mrs
0AfNO4A Twill
I'm Cherry" the girl said. Eve
come to see Mother"
The nurse shook her head neg
atively. I'm sorry" she said; 1.-The
doctor is with Mrs. Dixon. He's
given instructions that no one is to
be admitted"
But DR.. Knowles sent for mel"
The nurse made a signal indi-
eating quiet. Eyes, I know" she
said in a hushed voice. III tel
him you're here. A little later per-
haps you can see your mother. The
slightest excitement just now would
be dangerous. You'll have to excuse
| me"
The nurse continued her way
down the hall. Cherry, utterly DESC
late, stood before the window.
1t was as horrible as she had
thought. Her mother was going tc
die! Otherwise why should they
keep every one away?