The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1938-07-20
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her historic nursing care report
on the mythical case Of y, Tran
gigglcd through her tears.
HE wouldn't" she asked. have
lecn taking his own pulse. would
be-"
He vas leading uD to that
~heu Miss Miller came in. She
soon Put stop to it. There's
never any question about who 5
i'm charge of case when the per
feet nurse steps into the ROOM
so she's nursing him. them
every much so. -. And it may
interest YOU to know that she
asked for YOU as her relief"
SWELL" Tran said crYptically.
she certainly wouldn't want me
around if things hadn't gone off
according to schedule
He stared ii her as if trying to
find i'm her tear-Staired face the
answer to Il question that was
troubling him.
That depends on what YOU call
according TO schedule he said
at last. When | opened the door
4 few minutes ago, the perfect
nurse was weeping into her pa
tents pillow. while he patted her
shoulder with his good hand. and
looked well. respect for the red
blooded man-eater old Sarge used
TO be makes me hate to use the
only term that APPLY describes the
way he was looking. | don't
know what the discipline of this
hoSDitai's coming to-"
swell. we've still got YOU to
uphold The good old traditions. "
Tran observed wickedly.
Then. at thought of Stephen
Sargent batting Katherine Mil
lcr'S shoulder while she wept into
his pillow. her own loneliness
swept over her in an cngulfing
tidal wave. and she Sobbed anew.
Young Dr.. Benchley took his
hands out Of his pockets; then,
a> if alarmed by his own impulse.
thrust them hastily back again.
Gosh. kid. I'm sorry" he said
after 4 moment. I'D been think
ing all this time that you were
just off me because my frivolous
companionship interferred with
the seriousness business of life. |
didn't know it was because you-
were i'm love with him"
But I'm not" Tran Sobbed.
Not in the way YOU mean. It's
iust-oh. he's so swell, and I'm
50 darned glad he's all right |
couldn't bear it-aboUt his arm,
| mean"
WELL" Bob said. two shocks
like this in one day are almost
TOO much for me. First l find the
ideal nurse weeping into a pa
tents pillow: and then | find her
most ardent admirer and imitator
dissolved in tears because - she
Says-She'S happy. Z"
"Who":' Tran sat up abruptly.
Ne? Initiate her."
We'll. who has been your in
SEPARATION then? Why. it was get
ting so YOU even looked and talk
ed like her"
Tran stared. So that was
the way she had been seeming to
Bob-like katherine Miller-the
perfect icicle
"HoneStly. Agility" h ewas 60
ing on. lit restores my confidence
i'm the balance Of the universe to
find out that YOU have an honest
cry left i'm your SyStem-even if
it is all for another man
He was grinning now-that old
whimsical grin that made the
LONELINESS of his lean dark face
flash into boyiSh charm; but there
was wiStful twist to the grin
that tuggcd at Trans heart
strings.
Suddenly she was remembering
the magic of those early stolen
minutes Of theirs 900 rocking to-
gether in Smothered laughter that
day i'm here before the instrument
cases: dancing in the deserted
service room of G-6 one intoXicat-
ing spring morning to the music
of a autobiography outside: the
puffs snatchcd from his cigarct
behind protecting screens; his lit
tie finger crooked momentarily
through hers as they met by
chance in Il Iuict corridor-that
day i'm the steam Of the StcriliZing
room when he had practically or
dcrcd her to marry him.
What a blind little idiot she had
been all these months, Why,
all those high-handed things she
had said to Miss Miller-if Bob
were right. she ought to have been
saying them to herself. Well
it's q wise woman who knows
enough to take her own good adj
vice. she thought.
"Of course | got off with the
wrong foot he was going on
with his funny. twisted grin. II
should have played Old Sarge'S
system. and put you in your place
with a few verbal brickbats in the
beginning. But mo- had to lead
with my chin. Well, | could
cut off both nv arms, and not q
tear out Of anyone
Bob" Tran said in a small
frightened voice, "I-you don't
suppose we could pretend we We're
beginning all over-do you?
Way back at that first day in