The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-03-09
CHAPTER FOURTEEN

CHAPTER FOURTEEN
TINISY was not moved back to the
j nursery the next day as DR.. Bob
had promised when they had taken
him to the private room for the
night. Jimsy had wanted to stay
with the kids"
The doctor shook his head sadly
as he stood beside the boys bed that
morning, his hand on the thin, blue
veined wrist.
Wen leave him here. I heard
you singing to him in the night, las
sic. 1 came to the door Run up
stairs now to red"
Early in the afternoon she stood
at the nursery window. The leaves
of the great elm were spiralling TO
the ground, touched with the frosts
first kiss. A short time before she
had seen the scarlet roadster turn
into the driveway.
Then. as Mr.. Jock crossed the
open space below the windows, she
turned toward the nursery door,
her little head held high, her eyes
bright. Just a moment and he
would be there. He was standing
in the door, crossing the intervening
space, standing beside her
ITS a gorgeous fall day." he said
brisky. Hello, little Betsy. You are
getting to be a real Splinter" as
the child toddled to his side and
clasped her arms about his leg.
And, Casey. you need a haircut"
lingo laughed and Miss Evans at
the far end of the nursery looked up
quickly.
And as for YOU" Mr.. Jock con-
tinued, turning to lingo. You need
a good, long ride in the country this
afternoon and DR.. Bob has pre-
scribed that very thing. Haven't you,
DR.. Bob?" as the doctor appeared in
the door.
lingo stood very still. For mo-
ment her hand was pressed against
the white linen frock, beneath which
her heart pounded in a strange tat
too.
She heard Casey's emphatic de-
mand for a drink of water. She
heard Betsy's vail after repeated at
tempts to gain attention.
A long ride in the country with
Mr.. Jock
DR.. Laird had crossed the room
and stood beside Mr.. Jock. He
looked old and careworn beside the
younger man.
Jock has borrowed you for the
afternoon. lassie. He is going into
the country, and while you are there
yCu can stop and get some fresh
eggs for us at a farm. Mrs. Sykes
tells me Henry brought only four
dozen yesterday. Think Of it! Four
dozen for Is husky, hungry little
tikes like our family. Run along,
lassie."
And from the door came Mr..
Jocks voice: BE quick. We don't
want to lose one minute of the aft
ernoOn. I'll be waiting"
Upstairs in the little white room
lingo laughed down at the picture
o. Tom Carter on her dresser, as
she ran the comb through her hair.
Il guess I have a little happiness
coming, dad. It's the first 1 have
ever known-since was old enough
to realize what it was all about.
I've been straight with Harry like
you told me to, except when Iran
away. But you understand, dad.
couldn't 60 back-there. I couldn't |
y get that from you, dad.
You hated it. too. And if had
gone back to Harry. it would have
meant-that fear! I want sunshine
and windows. dad-and I want !
peace. We never had it, you and I,
over there"
CHE sang as she took the blue |
~ dress from its hanger and |
slipped it. over her head; it was the
dress that Harry had eyed admir-
ingly while he had said:
You look like a bluebell in 1t,
baby, but it isn't the shade of blue
I mean. Sapphire blue-that's it.
And silver slippers"
AS she pulled the scarlet beret
over her soft hair, she stood be-
fore the mirror into which she had
gazed that morning after she had
watched dawn break through the
window of the hospital.
Happiness comes from within.
DR.. Bob says" she whispered. Hap
pineSs comes from the heart and
when it is filled with that there @sn't
room-fOr the other"
Jock was waiting for her in the
reception room, standing before the
fireplace, his hands claSped behind
him. looking up at the painting
above the mantel. He turned as
lingo came in.
You look very much like her,
he said simply. The same color
ing. the same shade of eyes"
The long. red roadster, shining
in its nickel trimmings, was at the
door. Jock tucked the robe snugly
about her to ward of the chill
dampneSS Of the the autumn wind.
lingo could think of nothing at all
10 say as one block after another
was left behind.
Gradually the houses were farther
apart. and then a farmhouse with
its great. red barns. beside the road.
Jock talked Of inconSequential
things with the apparent purpose
OF keeping her mind of Jimsy.
Fresh eggs" he laughed. You
always know when We strike the
country because Of fresh eggs and
hot dog signs"
Mile after mile was spun of by