The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-03-19
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CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

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CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
The man behind her was speak
ing-AIr. Jock S voice.
You see. son. dreams do not al
WAYS come true-for Miss Jessie
is not going 10 leave you and Bet
Is Lou and me-"
This must be a dream; ter
rible dream and he had sale
Dreams do not always come
true L must not be Mr.. Jock
10 could not be. She turned slows
about. and MS voice was very gentle
as ne came 10 her and took her
hand in mis-.
You Will come with us. won't
YOU? The change viii help-ano
We need you-all three Of US. Il
would be DR.. BOb's wish"
Her heart was pounding in her
throat and for a moment she found
10 difficult 70 breathe above the
wild tumult. His hand was warm
Oh hers. she felt his nearness. This
must be dream please God
make IL a dream Mr.. Jock was
not John Dcy-. No, no
You VIII be happy out there,
Jessica. We VIII open the house
a month earlier than usual as ]
want TO get the children-and you
away from the city. Spring is
beautiful-out there.
She turned away for a moment
and he released her hand. II went
10 her throat. Jackie Doy smiling
at her all those weeks with Mr.
Jocks brown eyes, crinkling at the
corners.
We will move out at once he
was saying. I VIII leave the chill
dren here in your care until. we
are settled. JeSsiCa-'
She turned back once more to
look up at him. She brushed her
hand YEARLY over her eyes, nodded
III go-because I promised DR.
Bob" She turned TO leave the
room. her knees weak. She reached
out for the door, turned again.
Thank you fOr-the roses she
said. and her voice was husky. They
were very beautiful"
When she had lifted that bouquet
of red roses from their tissue bed,
she had wished they might have
been from Mr.. jock Because the
old poem she had learned IN school
had said. Keep roses red-for love.
Her lips twisted as she mounted
the stairs to her room. and with
each step she whispered: Mono
Mr.. Jock can nOt-can not
bc-JOhn Dey.'
Curled into a heap in the center
Of her bed. she sObbed throughout
the afternoon.
~Oh. DR.. Bob. what have you
done? You said sometimes you
blundered- when YOU wanted to Go
right. I promised to forgive any
blunders-but did YOU know what
-ou we're doing. DR.. Bob? Please,
you didn't know-or you would never
have hurt me So"
For the next week lingo went
about her duties almost mechan-
icallv. The picture in the silver
frame had been removed from DR..
Laird's desk. She talked to no one
except when necessary.
A NEW nurse arrived to take her
n place and briefly lingo out
lined the necessary duties. Casey'S
proclivitv for catching cold and
BetSy's troublesome teeth; Judy'S
lame leg and Winnie's frailty.
She slipped back into the depths
Of reticence and dependency that
had characterized the first several
weeks Of her new life. Betsy
pleaded for her favor in vain and
Casey's generous offer of the treas
ured plush dog went unrewarded.
The Dey children were mp and
around the hospital now. ard impa-
tient 10 be home lingo studiously
avoided meeting their father on his
daily visits 10 the hospital.
She watched him from lie window
as ne talked to the carpenters on
The lawn. The new wing was Just
about completed. She smiled wryly.
John Dey had put in low. wide win
dows. Had discussed them with
her.
Once she heard him in the nur-
Sery talking to Betsy. who responded
10 his attentions with chuckles OF
glee. She slipped noiSeleSSly by the
door into the laboratory where she
waited until she heard his foot
steps going down the corridor; the
footsteps for which she had listened
so eagerly.
"Mav-Jme-July-" she was say
ing. Two months more-and then
I can 60 back 10 Harry. Harry loves
me. He said So-he'd 90 ANYTHING
for me-but. oh. DR.. Bob, cid YOU
know you were hurting me So"
on a fragrant day in May. bright
with golden sunshine, the Dey
limousine took lingo away from the
Laird Hospital for Children. Jackie
his brown head close against
her shoulder. as the car left the
driveway. We're going home. Miss
Jessie"
She laughed little harshly.
..Hcme?" she repeated. I haven't
any home. Jackie"
She looked back as the car left
the city and turned towards the lake
Then she closed her eyes
tight. and her arms crept about
Jackie and Betty Lou and drew
them closer 10 her.
The Dey summer home on the
lake shore was a pretentious one.
flanked by well kept lawns that
stretched back IN a broad, terraced
sweep 10 the white stretch OF sand
Set back on the elevation, the
splendid. big. stone house COM
msnded a magnificent view of the
blue panorama that spread out like
A giant fan. breaking into ivory
foam on the sandy beach.