The Waterbury Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1917-1946, 1942-02-27

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Paris read the few lines hur-
riedly. "oh, geel' He sounded
dismayed.
What's the mater2"
"She wants TO see me at your
house tonight"
Don't you want tor"
II just can't see her tonight"
whats the matter with that
gal, anyhow
shes just well, strange,
Drake. Cassie gee, I feel terrible
talking about her like this. You
know I wouldn't to anybody else.
But she frightens me, sometimes.
She's so-intense."
II know-intense."
"She's pretty swell, Drake"
Maybe little crazy. Like her
old man. Else why would he try
to KEEP her locked up at home like
he does?"
Paris thinned his lips. Hes
not crazy Drake. He's more in
telligent than all of Aberdeen Col
lege put together
"All the same, there's something
pretty funny about that house.
And old Cass--you just now said
yourself :"
"All right, all right. But I can't
see her tonight. And haven't got
any way to let her know"
"I'll just tell her you couldn't
come"
It's my grandmother I'm wor-
ried about, Drake"
We'll, you're not her doctor
not yet. Better come on back
with me-"
Paris thought about 1t. He
watned to go back.
II tell you, Drake. TIL have
supper at home. II got to talk
to Anna about my grandmother.
Then if I feel better, I'll come on
later"
And if you don't?"
"I'll telephone you"
Anna listened carefully TO Par
ris. She controlled her face and
answered him calmly, remember
ing Madame's warning.
To tell you the truth, Paris,
Madame did see DR.. Ladd."
Consultation"
Eyes. DR.. Gordon thought she
ought, too. There's no use deny
ing she amt been SO well, but
she's better. Don't you think she
looks better?"
mo"
"Madame's not so young, Paris,
ard little things get wrong with
you when you get older. But you
shouldn't worry now. You work
hard and don't worry. I look after
her the best / can"
where is Grand'mer now?"
She's lying down. She said she
wanted to nap. l guess you better
not wake her up
He felt nightly relieved "All
right. I guess l just got a little
worried when DR.. Tower said he
thought she didn't look SO we'll"
She's had a little cold, you
know. That pulls a body down,
too. Look, Paris, The cookies are
done"
Paris grinned. "And a glass of
milk"
Good. I get it right away"
1--WE got to telephone, too. I'll
be right back"
Paris was invaded by the Strang-
est discomfort he had ever known
He was unable 10 ana1yze it, but he
knew it was more acute and arose
from deeper sources than the nor
place from end to end. AS soon as he |
sat down to work he thought of |
some corner of a field, some stretch |
of windy slope, some tree, even, that |
he felt he must see at once.
Madame Won Elm observed his /
SO did Anna.
"Anna, what is the matter with
Paris? He seems unlike himself
these days"
Eyes, Madame, I have been
him. He no sooner comes
in than he goes out again"
where is he noW?"
Cup there at the beginning OF
the orchard. He's standing there
looking at tree.
"a tree? Looking at tree, did
you say?"
Eyes, Madame"
Anna, are you suggesting that
ny grandson is maybe little pc
,uliar in the head?"
Anna laughed. NO, Madame, no,
10. But he looks at stone, too"
Madame resumed her seat, and
Anna spread the brilliant peacock
afghan over her feet. Madame put
N her thick-lensed glasses and
ooked at Anna with lively amuse-
nent.
Anna, I understand you less
md less each minute. OF course he
ooks at things. How could he
void looking at things? Come
low, what are you talking about?'
Anna took a deep breath and
her hands stubbornly in
Ter checked gingham apron.
ut is just as say, Madame. All
he time he goes out. He comes in,
hen he goes out. Then he looks
t things"
Madame began TO laugh Her
hin shoulders shook. Anna, you
re true Alsatian. Tell me in
our own way. Go on"
1T is peculiar. He walks all
yer the place; he looks at the sky