The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1934-09-06
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Boots Raeburn, Is, and pretty,
is snubbed by wealthy Sylvia
Rivers. Due to SylVia's gossip,
Boots is forced to resign from
the Juniors. Both girls live in
Larchneck. fashionable New York
Hurt and humiliated, Boots &C.
cepts the attentions of Russ
Lund, swimming instructor. Mrs.
Raeburn returns from a trip out
of town and Boots breads her
mothers hearing what has hap.
pened. On impulse she marries
Russ who takes her to live with
his brother and his wife. Russ
has no job and apparently no am.
bition. Soon Boots begins to see
him as he is.
Russ goes to Miami, promising
Boots he will send for her later,
She gets a job in big depart.
ment store and goes to live in
Greenwich village. One day a
customers $40 bill is lost and
Boots is blamed.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER XIV
"She's a very sick girl" the
doctor said to the dark young
man, braced against the distem'
rered wall of Mrs. MONEYS sit
ting room. "She ought to have
nurse l don't know -"
"She can have a nurse" the
dark young man stated coldly
and with firmness. "Get one
Twenty-four hour duty?"
81 know a good girl. She work
ed under me on a case like this
last winter" the gray, plump
professional man told him. "You
are ,her-her, brother?"
"Just a FRIEND" sadi the dark
young man. 81 know her family.
/ only discovered last night we
were living in the same house"
"Ah, | see." The doctor, draw
ing on his big driving gloves,
eyed the younger man with in
terest.
you'll have the nurse come
right over them"
"Within an hour. May l use
this telephone?"
In the dim. untidy room Boots
slept in a Stupor. Her skin burn
ed with the raw flush Of fever
She scarcely knew where she was
when she woke, except at dim in
tervals. In her dreams ! seemed
to her that she was in her own
room at home with the thin, deli
cately darned curtains blowing at
the wide windows and October
roses blooming just beneath them
But when she came back to con-
sciousness, Which was only occa;
sionally, she saw the outlines OF
the sagging painted bureau and
the gray square of window be-
yond it. Trucks jolted over the
cobbiestones and urchins cried II
the streets below and taxi horns
honked, honked incessantly. Be
yond, in the narrow streets edg,
ing the river, for horns doomed
with dreary regularity.
There was something - she
couldn't remember just now =
that troubled her. Something
about SO and a tall, sterr
faced young man at Lacy's. She
had the feeling she babbled about
it in her sleep, but maybe she
was wrong. 1t was all dreamlike
Even the cool hands of the CIR
in white, laid on her feverlsf
brow and wrist, were the hands
Of a dream angel.
People came and went in this
dream. Although Boots was un'
aware of it the small square
room was scrupulously tidy now
with the tidiness of a hospital
room. Clean scarf on the bu,
reau. Clean patched spread
twitched four-sQuare over the
thin blankets. Tumbler and
spoon-everything shining. Tum-
bled clothes hung behind The
screen out of sight.
On the morning of the sixth
day the doctor, Strengthening his
plump back, folding the stetho-
scope carefully and tucking it
into his pocket, allowed himself
a smile. Two, in fact. One for
the nurse and another for the
dark young man whose eyes had
been searching his face.
"Shell do" he said, benignly.
"She'll do very nicely"
Boots slept under their COM
bined scrutiny. She looked thin.
The fine bones Of her small face
stood out sharply in the rock
gray dimness of the room. A