The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1936-09-05

At the hospital young DR..
Eden Harris tells her the mo-
torist's injuries are not serious.
Later DR.. Harris drives Judith
home.
NOW co ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER TX
Judith's murmured regret gave
no real indication of how deep her
disappointment really was. For
weeks she had been practically
alone with her thoughts. Those
had been weeks whose monotony
was broken only by the occasional
visits of the Bents ;and even those
visits had become unwelcome, for
they only reminded her of Steve
Fowler.
Since the night she had met DR..
Eden Harris she had recalled him
often, remembering his sympa-
thetic manner, but remembering
best of all his gaiety. His tele-
phoned invitation tonight had
been like a ray of sunlight break
ing through dull gray skies. And
now he was being called away on
an emergency case.
"Pll stay here if you don't
mind" Judith told him, smiling.
Pm sure you wouldn't want to
take the time to drop me off at
the apartment. And l find I'm
hungry, too"
Eden Harris smiled. "You know,
the more l see you the more Pm
convinced you'd make a perfect
wife for a Doctor" He patted her
hand. "Ill really run back if |
can make it. In any event I'll call
you here within an hour" He took
up his hat and coat, and added.
"And of course We'll try again E.
soon."
"Of course" Judith said, and
watched him hurry from the res
taurant.
She had eaten many dinner
alone, but none had seemed more
lonely than this one. Fortunately
the food was excellent, but with
every bite Judith wished that this
evening Harris could have been
spared from a call. She was just
finishing her dessert when a wait
err brought a telephone, plugged
it into the wall of the booth.
"For you, Miss"
It was Harris. "Pm awfully
sorry. Judith. But Pm strickland
probably until dawn. I'll phone
you again soon, if | may"
"Oh, Pm sorry, Doctor Harris
I'd hoped you might be able to
come back"
Slowly she replaced the instru-
ment in it's cradle, stared at IT
inadvertently as if somehow 1T
were responsible for the spoiled
evening. 1t was just as she was
leaving the restaurant that she
ran into Mrs. Jerry Macdonald,
the young wife of one of the jun
Tor executives in the office where
she worked.
"Hel-lo there, Miss Howard"
Judith extended her hand gaily:
"Where's Steve?" Once Steve and
Judith had gone to dinner at the
Macdonalds, and Mrs. Macdonald
was still firmly convinced that
they were to be married.
"Steve had to work tonight,
Judith fibbed.
"T'm so sorry we didn't get here
earlier" Mrs. Macdonald told her.
"You might have joined US; Jer-
rvs making a telephone call, but
he'll be here in a moment, and
you could have a cup of coffee
and a cigaret with u.s."
Anxious to get away before
Macdonald returned, Judith plead
ed that she must get back to her
apartment.
Mrs. Macdonald smiled. 81 sup
pose Steve is going to join you
later. Pm awfully glad to know
he's doing so well. l saw him the
other day in that new car Of his
And l think it's wonderful he
should get in on that new city con-
tract, don't your" w
"Y-yes," Judith faltered. 81
really must be getting along. Pm
sorry l can't accept your invita-
ton" Behind the effusive woman
she glimpsed Jerry Macdonald
pushing his way through the
crowd. With a departing smile
for Mrs. Macdonald, she hurriedly
fled. ,
On the street car Judith's mind
was filled with bewildering and
conflicting thoughts. She had
heard nothing of Steve's getting
in on" a new city contract-but
then, she reminded herself, there
was no real reason now that she
should have heard of it. And the
news of the car she resented.
Stoves little roadster had done
we'll enough, and it was odd that
he should purchase a new one.
Or possibly, angered at Judith's
attitude, he had spent his savings
on a new automobile.
She had a feeling that both Vir-