The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-11-08

There was another silence = a rather long one. Once Jean asked if Eyes husband was with Sandy in Midlothian. Learning that he was, she asked, Are they in busi- ness together? I've always won- dered. You know, I never did quite understand just what Sandy does"
 Eve looked at her, wide-eyed, and seemed about to speak; but she checked herself, smiled softly, as if she had some private joke and at last added, eyes, they're more or less in business together" And a minute later she unexpectedly reached over and patted Jeans hand and said, You're good kid Jean."
 Late in the afternoon they passed through Midlothian, tiny, sleepy farming community. A short dis tance beyond the town Eve turned off the road into a little lane and abruptly pulled to halt before 8 pleasant white farmhouse.
 Here we are, kid," she said.
 There was a lawn in front of the house an orchard on one side of it and 8 cornfield on the other A man came down from the porch to greet them. He was MT. Lewis, Eyes dapper little husband.
 \"How's Sandy?" Jean asked anx- iously, as he nodded to her. He grinned and said, "Oh, he's dying to see you" Then he stopped grim ned and said, "Oh, he's dying-to see you" Then he stopped grinning, looked at the heavy manila envelope which MT. Montague had given her to take to Sandy, and said, Got it?"
 She looked down, following his glance, and saw the envelope in her han1. She had been uneon- scious of its existence.
 "Oh, yes,' she said. q didn't know what it is, but it seems to be important. MT. Montague told me to give it to Sandy"
 "Yeah,' said Lewis. "Well, come on in and see him."
 He led them into the house. A stout, red-faced woman in a faded house dress was setting the table in the dining room; as they passed Lewis called to her to set two more places. Then they went up flight of stairs and entered cool, pleas ant, bedroom: and there propped up among pillows in a big bed, lay Sandy.
 Jean ran to him, bent over, and kissed him. He reached up with one brawny arm and hugged her; and as she raised her head he looked fondly into her face, the old, half-mocking light dancing. in his eyes, again, and she felt her doubts and worries fall away.
 "So there you are" he said. q knew you'd get here"
 All she could find to say was, Sandy = are you badly hurt?"
 He grinned, and pointed to bandage that swathed his left shoulder, visible beneath his pa jama coat.
 "I'm all right" he said. Kind OI sore, put Ctldt dll.
 How did it ever happen, Sandy?"
 He grinned again.
 "Oh," he said, another guy and I were out doing some shooting and he just pointed his gun in the wrong direction"
 Lewis, lettering by the window, laughed. Sandy scowled at him. Hey you - scram", he said. we don't need you"
 The Lewises left and Jean drew a straight-backed chair up beside the bed. Sandy saw the envelope in her hand, and reached out and took 1t.
 "Oh, yes" he said. ''There was this. wasn't there?"
 He opened the envelope, drew out some papers. and glanced at them. Then he nodded, as if satisfied, put them. back in the envelope, and slid it under his pillow. He laid one hand casually on Jeans knee, and began. "Well, baby" when there was a step in the hall and a man came into the room.
 He was a big man and he had reddish hair and expressionlesS eyes of a chilly blue. He looked briefly at Jean, and then asked Sandy: 'Well. how about itf Got it all right?"
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