The Waterbury Democrat., 1940-01-04
~ SERIAL STORY
BLACKOUT sreurHAmRs

and muffIed. you were the doc
tor in the restaurant during the
air raid"
DR.. Lenox was smiling pleas
antly but there was no flHfer Of
recognition as he looked at her.
Mary tried again, 1T WIS 50 dark
IN the blackout that you've prob
ably forgotten rescuing me-" She
stopped. II was too difficult to
make the words come from her
stiffened lips.
DR.. Lenox was shaking his head
you'll feel much better after
some more sleep. I want you TO
relax and try not to think Of what
happened. There'll be time enough
for that when you are well again"
With the nurse at his side, the
red matched American doctor
expertly administered the hypo-
dermic and walked quietly away.
Mrs. Tully had been waiting for
him to go, so she might lean over
confidentially to continue the con-
versation.
That's the doctor who's been
here day and night taking care Of
you. He's very nice, don't you
think? All the survivors In this
ward are crazy about him. He's
an American-very romantic, don't
you say?"
Mary made no answer. Mrs.
Tully went on In q lowered voice.
Course, none Of us thought you
we're ever going to wake up. But
that doctor, he Just wouldn't let
you die. The rest Of us came In
here, screaming and moaning and
half crazy. DR.. Lenox was the
one who got us Strengthened up.
Kidded us along and said we were
all heroines. But you were the
one he was most interested in.
You mustn't mind anything that's
happened, dearie. We're lucky to
be alive at all"
She handed q newspaper to
Mary. Seems like I can't read
them fast enough with all the news
about the sinking Of the Moravia.
Reporters have been in to inter-
view us. And to think that we're
here to read about 1t instead OF
being at the bottom Of the sea-"
with this, Mrs. Tully rolled her
eyes as II heaven must witness her
gratitude. ..
The hypodermic DR.. Lenox had
given was lulling Mary. Through
dropping lids, she glanced at the
newspaper with its screaming
headlines. She saw black
bordered column headed "List Of
Dead"
Her own name leaped up before
her eyes. She stared at the type
MARY Corroll, %, New York"
Something must be wrong. What
q CHASTITY error. She bent closer to
the paper and found another list
labeled Survivors" Thank heav-
ems, Anna Winters name was
there. Then they were both saved.
Both alive.
She tried to speak to Mrs. FULLY.
TITS wrong. I'm not dead. I'm
Mary Carroll"
Mrs. Tully looked blank. "were
lucky" she mumbled, "lucky to be
alive, I say" .
Mary fell back exhausted on
her pillows. When she awoke
she could tell by the shadows
slanting across the ward that 1t
was early twilight. Her mind was
clear now and the pain in her face
soothed. Everything came back to
her-the newspaper and her name,
MARY Carroll, Dead" She sat bolt
upright in her bed. Dear Vincent.
He must know at once. It didn't
matter to anyone else whether she
was dead or alive. But what agony
for Vincent.
There was only one thing to do
and that was get out Of the Lon
don nursing home as quickly as
she could and find Vincent. DR..
Lenox had told her she must re-
main quietly in bed. He'd be Of
no help. She would have to leave
without his knowledge. The shock
and pain she had been through
whitfield her into desperate cum
ming.
From the next bed came the
heavy breathing Of Mrs. Tully.
Mary rang bedside bell. To the
apple checked nurse who an
swered the cali, Mary said hur-
riedly, "I'd like my things"
The nurse did not understand.
She began to smooth the coverlet.
She said, "You look more rested.
Perhaps you can have a tray to-
night with a light meal"
MY things" Mary began again,
almost shouting in her impatience
to be heard. please = it's so inn
portant."
The nurse hesitated. "It's against
orders"
Mary began to tremble and the
nurse, apparently fearing an attack
of hysteria, put her finger to her
lips in a quieting gesture and dis
appeared. When she came back,
she had package, paper-wrapped.