Carbon County news., 1937-09-10

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clutching at his hand, all persona,
feeling forgotten in the grips Of life
and death, ''you can do something
for me, can't you? For Gods sake
get me out of this, operate, do any
thingl That ass there" he whis'
pered, with a Pickering glance al
that agitated Cudworth, "tells me
I'm washed up There's something
you can do?"
Quentin spoke urgently, definite
ly:-
"Vic, get to a telephone and tell
Anna to come over right away with
that big package that's on my desk;
it's from Lengfeld's-she can't miss
it. Rush it! And just as soon as
you've done that, get the amah to
get plenty Of hot water, boiling wa
ter. / suppose there's a table here,
q long table. fat"
'You think so, Doctor?" faltered
the other doctor.
II know sol" Quentin shouted,
suddenly mad with impatience.
"Just lie quiet there, Spencer" he
added to the patient, ''and we'n get
you out Of this if we can"
1--WE got an even break?" Spen-
Ger asked.
mot quite so good. We won't
know quite what chance you've got
until we've gone little further. All,
here's our nurse. We want surgi-
cal bath here, nurse, as fast as you
can manage It; we've no time to
waste"
Vicky ran downstairs, ran upstairs
for sheets; Serena was not in evil.
dence, and nobody asked for her..
The nurse suggested rubber sheet,
and Anna painting in with the big
bundle, was sent flying back to the.
Hardistys' for one. Presently there.
was nothing for Vicky to do except
sit on a chair in the hall and wait
and think-and wait. III
Quentin came. out with a nurses
white apron tied on him back to
front and asked for soda, just
plain kitchen soda. N
"And you might as well 60 home,
Vic; this'n take it out of you" q
mo, I'll wait. Quent, has he a \
I'm afraid not, but Wen try.
They're putting him under now;
Well know in an hour" n
"She couldn't'-Vicky glanced at
the closed door Of Serena's room
''She wouldn't have done i'll" she
"I don't know. But it's not for him
I'm fighting, Vic," Quentin said.
''It's for all of us. It's touch and
go now; if he lives, we live, and If
be dies, I may have gotten you into
something you'll never get out Of,
my dear"
you'll be- in it, tool"
"I'n be in it, too. Oh, she couldn't
get me in as an accomplice," Quen.
lin said. "But she could do enough
to ruin US all. We'd have to go
away, VIC"
''We'd go away"
':And the story would follow us,
and follow the children. That's all |
we done to you!" Quentin said. |
The woman-the amah-has pro-
luced a bottle, half full, that would |
Kill ten men. Our one hope is that |
t was about a ten-times dose, and
n lemonade. Lemon is the only
lnti-acid that touches it! If any
hing saves him, that'1l save him
hat is, if we get to the kidney in
ime."
"You will" Vicky said, with her
aithful eyes on his and her world
'ocking about her and her lips
white.
t'You believe in God, don't you?"
euent asked, almost absentminded-
y.
81 do"
'"Then-while I'm in there, you
ray, Vic" He kissed her without
milling, without seeming even to
ee her; released her from his
rms. my God, you are tower of
trength to me-" he said. "You are
rock of helpk Pray for every
hing we've got, while I'm in there
he kids and the home-everything!
always thought - I always
nought," Quentin muttered, turn
ng away, ''that I'd like my boys
D be proud of their father. My
ids" |
He went into the sickroom, and
'icky waited. There was a big
panish chair in the upper hall Of
ne Morrison place, and she sat in
and cIasped her hands to keep
aem still and prayed. A Navajo
lanket, richly striped with yellow
nd black and scarlet, had been |
angling over the black iron railing L
the stairway; she wrapped it
bout her; the night was bitterly
old