The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1936-01-07

borne having the accident, and then
the news that they were bringing
the little fellow home in a plane.
And the most exciting thing of
ali was when DR.. Stanley walked in,
white as a ghost. He looked as
though he didn't know or care
where he was going. I thought
that if I ever saw horrible hang
over, he had it.
Il felt so sorry for him, having
an opportunity like that and hay
ing to pass it up. But when he
came out of DR.. Osborne's Office,
| ne didn't look like the same man.
His voice was steady and he said,
Get st. Armand's on the phone
and tell them to get an operating
! room ready for an emergency
It's ready now told him.
DR.. Osborne took care of that
Then he dashed off. He still
looked white and worried, but
different, somehow"
| =
| THERE was the smell of ether in
l. the spotless, white-walled room.
Nurses moved swiftly, soundlessly.
Grave eyes stared at SCOTS hands
as he worked
There was that ugly bit of lead
lodged in some fatty tissue. So
close, so perilously close to that
thrObbing, pulsing oval. One slip
of the knife, one fraction of an
inch closer as his instrument
moved toward the deadly leaden
bit, and it would be all over for
the slim, blond-haired youngster
whose life had been intrusted to
SCOTS hands.
The rest was simply a matter of
tieing up the job, retracing steps
with sure, steady fingers. 1t had
been a long time, but it seemed only
matter of seconds now. They were
wheeling the little chap away. The
boy was going to be all right.
Scott was, all at once, the center
OF a group, talking in the vibrant,
but muted tones doctors use in an
operating room. 1T was beautiful
job, Stanley" "One of the prettiest
pieces of work I've ever SEEM
Voices all around. Congratulating
him. The admiring eyes of nurses,
paying silent tribute to professional
skill
And then the deep voice of DR..
Osborne, Il had to slip in on this,
Scott. You measured up. Some
how, I knew you'd turn the trick"
nANA was sure her heart had
~ died that night Scott had gone
TO Paulas home and stayed there
while she counted minutes by it's
heavy beating. Counted minutes
that heightened to hours.
AT four she had got up and
dressed. Then she called taxi and
gave the driver her grandmother's
address.
Yes, her heart had died when
Scott had Haunted his infatuation
Tor Paula, leaving her alone that
stormy night. Her heart had not
come alive since; a month had
passed and Scott had neither called
her or tried to see her.
Lawyers might term what she had
done "desertion," but Dana never
doubted that Scott knew she had
lett MN because he had stayed at
Paula's all night. Any woman who
had any self-respect would have
done the same thing. And if Scott
had had any explanation to offer
he would have pleaded with her to
come back to him He hadn't
which was proof that he didn't want
her.
Aunt Ellen entered her niece's
room She said, MY dear, YOU
aren't happy. Isn't there some
thing that can be done about it?"
mo, Aunt Ellen" There was
sob in Dana's voice.
Let me write to Scott" her
aunt pleaded.
No, mol" Dana's voice rose We
hemently. Then she was sobbing
in Aunt Ellen's arms. When she
quieted, she poured her troubles in
to the sympathetic ear. She told
things she had vowed she would
never tell any one, but telling them
to one who was so dear and under
standing and dependable was like
whispering them to herself. Dana
knew without binding her to secrecy
that Aunt Ellen would never break
the confidence. And it was COM
torting to hear her gentle, sympa-
thlzlng voice saying things Dana
wanted so terribly to believe but
couldn't.
1t wasn't anything I did," Dana
insisted. Il loved Scott so much.
and he knew that. I didn't mind
dong without all the silly things
a lot of girls want. I didn't mind
cooking and doing dishes. It was
1un. Because no matter what went
wrong, Scott never complained. He
didn't expect things of me. He
helped a lot-not puttering around
but really helping. And he worked
so hard at the Office" Dana's
voice broke.
"THEN why" Aunt Ellen asked
L bewildered. why did you
leave him?"
1t was something outside all that.
Something I suppose he couldn't
help" Dana's miserable eyes met
her aunts.
You mean-a woman!" Aunt
Ellen could scarcely say the word.
1t had fearfully indicate sound.
yes" Dana answered.
You are sure?" Her aunt's voice
was shocked.
Yes. You see / was a sneak
and checked up on him."
But are you sure?" 1t was al
most impossible for Aunt Ellen to
accept this dreadful explanation,
remembering the happy faces of
her niece and Scott the day they
married. Only a year ago-and