The Detroit tribune. (Detroit, Mich.) 1935-1966, 1936-01-25
CHAPTER NINE

triumph. She felt personal in
terest in his work and a warm
pink suffused her cheeks as she
thought of the man. She could
picture his fine eyes alight with
love for his subject. She tried to
attune her inauguration to the
sound of his voice. The fra
GRANGE of the flowers he had sent
Junior seemed to bring his pres
ence nearer. So engrossed was
she that she failed to hear the
opening of the door. Then the
one of whom she had been think
ing spoke.
Am l intruding," his voice car
ried a plea for welcome, and Ag-
mes gave it as she turned with a
little cry of surprised pleasure.
why DR.. McLaren, l was just
reading what the press had to say
about your lecture last night. The
Evening Argus said you were at
your best. I'm sorry I was unable
to attend
DR.. McLaren ayerted his eyes
to hide the tenderness that per-
sisted in flooding them when they
met the gray ones of the little
nurse. The world seemed to have
assumed a warmer hue. He was
looking through glasses rose tint
ed and beautiful. His tone was
warm with feeling as he answered
her but his words were common
place.
I'm more sorry than you were
not there. You would have improv-
ed the lecture" and his voice soft
ened as he added, For me-"
without waiting for her reply,
he leaned over to look at Junior
How is our patient today|
Quite serious, DR.. McLaren,
but we are hoping"
A quizzical expression came in
to his eyes as he asked.
you followed my orders as to
financial arrangements"
Eyes," she answered, "And let
me thank yon in behalf Of Junior
for the lovely buds" and she
touched the flowers tenderly.
They're nothing. wish 1
could do more"
His parents are also most
grateful. They're not well to do
and the knowledge that their baby
is receiving the best of care will
help them to bear up.
"I'm responsible and I'm glad
to do what l can to repair the
damage"
- eBut.- you are not responsible
you see, for l saw it all. A great
many drivers would have ignored
giving financial aid, and so We all
appreciate it."
WEEP his eyes questioned.
Eyes, we," she said, looking
gently at her little patient" We
are neighbors and friends" Agnes
shook her eaed sadly, "The
shock has been too much for his
mother. She's under the care Of
her physician and Junior has been
calling for her all day"
poor little fellow" he replied,
$50 small and helpless. To die
now would be a terrible blow to
his mother and dad, but for him
=" and she shook her head.
Agnes's voice was sad as she
contradicted him.
'He has a right to his life, To
mould and build his temule and
make it beautiful"
you're right" he answered.
But l see so much sorrow, so
much pain and injustice
It's life" and she spoke quietly.
A feeble cry of mother" end
in a weak wall for miss Aggie"
brought Agnes hurrying to Jun
ior's bedside. DIR. McClaren, at
Juior's pitiful sob took tn plump
brown hand in his. Agnes reached
for Juior's pulse their fingers
touched. The shock made him
laugh nervously and he walked
over to the window and stood look
ing out into the wide street. >,
Agnes, her face more pink than
Juniors roses. was busy writing
on her chart. ~,
She whispered soothingly to Jun
ior. patting him gently as she did |
so. His Whispering grew fainter
and finally ceased.
as he all right. Dr. McClaren
asked.
Just restless" she answered
And now, doceor. won't you tell me
about the lecture? Yolur travels?
Your life must be one glorious adj
venture. It's one thing | have al
ways craved."
$50 many people think Of travel
as one long round of pleasure. but
it's a mistaken idea. You get more
tired and it merely makes yon APP
preciate home when you reach it."
"But | don't think I would.
Meeting new people and studying