The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1940-05-31
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his judgment and advice in virtual
ly every political move he made
and she realized she would have a
fight on her hands if she attempt
ed to cast suspicion in his direc-
ton.
Perhaps there was an explana-
ton, after all. Perhaps her father
knew about the installation Of the
dictograph in his library and
hadn't said anything to her for
fear of alarming her.
She knew he often had mysteri-
Gus visitors at the house. Perhaps
the apparatus had been put in a.
his suggestion as protection
against possible blackmail.
This new idea took possession
of her, and the more she turned
it over in her mind, the more
possible it seemed. 1t was a logical
explanation. one that would make
her feel very silly If she rushed to
her father and made a lot of wild
accusations against Dan.
She could hear her fathers deep
voiced laughter at her suspicious.
At his dismissal of her fears as the
foolish imaginings of a school girl.
for he persisted in still thinking
of her as a child, not as an intelli-
gent adult.
Positive Proof
No, IL there was any basis for
her first suspicion of Dan, she'd
have to present positive proof be-
fore she could convince her father
that his campaign director wasn't
strictly honest.
When she finally decided to try
to forget it for the night, her mind
was in such a turmoil that she
didn't really know what she be-
lieved herself. She turned out the
lights in the library, and slowly
mounted the stairs to her room.
AS she was about to enter, she
glanced at the bedroom of her
fathers suite at the other side of
the hallway, and saw thin thread
of light casting a yellow reflection
on the floor. He was still awake,
probably reading in bed.
She knocked softly on his door
in case he might have dropped off
to sleep with his light still on.
and then entered when she heard
his voice.
Kendall was sitting in bed,
propped up by his pillows, dress
ing gown over his pajamas. On the
bed around him were numerous
sheets of paper and before him.
resting against a writing board.
was more. He had a pencil in his
hand.
What on earth are you doing
at this hour of night" Madge
demanded.
COnfesses
Writing a speech" her father
confessed. bit sheepishly.
Don't you know you should
have been asleep an hour ago?
Only young people like me with no
regard for their health, have any
right to be awake at 100 in the
morning. 1 don't have to get up
and dash off to an office like you
do, you know"
Il was about finished. Just an
other page, and then I was going
to put it aside and sleep"
He yawned, a tired, sleepy yawn.
Guess I'd better quit at that.
I'm pretty tired"
Madge gathered up the papers
from the bed, took the board away
from him, and made him lie down.
What have you been doing out
so late ?" Kendall asked, sleepily.
Dan just brought me home"
she answered.
Nice boy. He's doing a great
job for me-"
Madge hesitated, and then said,
slowly:
Are you sure he's absolutely on
the level, Dad? That he's sincere
in the work he's doing for you ?"
Kendall half started up in bed.
and then relaxed with a laugh.
Sold on Him
why of course am. I'm as sold
on him as ever was on any man
in my life" He yawned again,
half arose and struggled out of
his robe which he tossed on a chair.
Then he settled himself comfort
ably under the covers.
Now run along, little girl, and
don't be keeping an old man awake
any longer. Good night, dear"
Good night" Madge answered,
and switched off the light as she
left the room.