The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-03-06
CHAPTER ELEVEN

Il MUST think Of Harry" lingo
Il whispered against Betsy's yellow
head. He must not be hurt-Har-
~ can not be hurt"
Then she turned 70 Mr.. Jock,
trying 70 speak calmly. Betsy was
trying 10 walk and fell down. She
didn't even bump her head-but she
was frightened
She isn't frightened now" he
smiled. See her smile. I was wait
ing for DR.. Bob 70 finish some bust
ness"
I am sure he is in his Office, ="
she informed him seriously.
Mr.. jock laughed Yes. I know.
I told him I'd wait for him in the
nursery. I came up yesterday but
you were not here"
oh" and she smiled at him.
Perhaps you would like to adopt
one Of the babies. Casey is lovely
and so bright; and so Is Betsy when
she learns TO walk"
I like every one Of them, d"
promptly. IF I we're to adopt one
Of them, I would have a hard time
choosing between Casey and Betsy
and Judy and all the rest; especial
" Betsy"
But she was naughty the first
day you came" lingo stopped
short and once more pressed her
cheek against Betsy's head to hide
the flush that spread over her face.
I mean-the day YOU came to the
nursery and she cried"
The day sou handed her over
to me-and ran away?"
She placed Betsy on the floor.
The little round legs wavered I'M
certainly as the child chung to Their
skirt.
You see, Mr.. Jock. DR.. Bob's
hospital is splendid for children but
there IS nothing like a real home
for children where they can be given
the right chance"
Well. wasn't exactly looking
for a baby to adopt" He held up
a roll of papers in his hand. You
see. u came here TO talk over the
new wing where Dr. Bob will have
the solarium and the clinic-with
the doors opening out on the gar
den"
And lots of windows" put in
lingo quickly. Then she turned
away quickly, a warm flush mount
ing to her cheeks.
You like windows?" came Mr..
Jocks low voice. And gardens?"
"Yes-and sunshine"
shall We be of, Jock?" called
Dr. Laird briskly from the doorway.
Hello, look at Betsy. She is trying
10 walk"
lingo was conscious Of small
hands clutching at her skirt, of a
soft plOp on the floor rs the child
fell. Of her vail of dismay. But for
one long moment she stood looking
into the brown eyes before her; they
were smiling, crinkling at the cor
ners.
Then she picked up Betsy and
walked to the window. The door
closed softly behind DR.. Laird and
Mr.. jock
Deep, sincere, and beautiful"
That was the way DR.. Bob had
loved his wife. And he had told
her that some one would love her
with a love. deep and sincere.
She whispered the words again
as she watched the two men cross
the lawn below, and then she caught
her breath with a sharp little sob for
Mr.. Jock had turned, looked up al
the window at which she stood and
his smile had come TO her. lie
waved his hand-and was lost to
sight around the corner of the
building.
4 ND then-she thought of
n Harry. She must think of
Harry. And perhaps he needed her.
IN the years that had passed since
her fathers death. Harry had al
ways been near when she needed
him-until that night in July.
Harry had loved her; would give
his life for her.
Where does the new bed go?"
asked Tillie from the end of the
ward. The doctor said you would
tell US"
BY the east window-where he
Will get the sunshine"
She busted herself making it up
with fresh linen and Pumping the
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