The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1942-03-09
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NEW WORLD OPENS
ey HENRY eEllAMANk
CHAPTER Y


light touching his heavy mshog-
sny-eoiored hair. Or. Tower look
81 younger than Paris had ex-
pectsd. Also he had an air that
wss not easy for Paris to define.
but which he knew was unlike that
Of other men. Distinction. YES;
but also something quietly and in
tensely alive, maybe a shade men,
seinE
You want 10 be a doctor ,"
Yes. sir"
A good one. or just one Of these
country quacks -
7 want TO be a very good one,
ike"
Like whom :"
Paris blushed again. Like
those you read about
Where ,"
This time Paris smiled. Il got
into il that time, sir, didn't /? I
guess I mean the - the legendary
sort of doctor"
Doctor Tower smiled too at the
unexpected word.
Il hear your grandmother pro-
poses sending you to Vienna"
Yes. sir"
She must be extraordinary"
She's quite wonderful Paris
said quietly, and DR.. Tower nod
ded gravely. Then he began to
talk. Paris could not follow all
OF IL, but he listened as he had
never listened before. Part of the
time he forgot to think of what
the doctor was actually saying in
the brilliant and bewildering play
of words. Some of ii sounded a
good deal like poetry.
Paris felt enormously i'm
portant as ne listened. DR.. Tower
had the air Of taking him into a
quite special conference. Paris
was fgiving his most concentrated
attention now, but he was giving
something else, too, and that was
a sudden and violent loyalty.
DIR. Tower turned abruptly in
his chair. you aren't having psy-
chology at Aberdeen, are you ?"
NO. sir"
Good. Don't take it."
Very well, sir
You're at music, too, I bear"
Yes, sir"
Good. One of the best disci-
pines in the world"
Yes, sir"
You can read German, Gordon
says"
Yes, sir"
And French"
Not as much as German"
"All right. You seem to have
something to 60 on. You wouldn't
be here if you didn't Gordon says
good word for you. I'll see you
on Friday"
Thank you, sir. enjoyed the
afternoon very much"
Yes? Well" DR.. Tower
seemed slightly embarrassed for
an instant at Paris old-fashioned
manner.
You may go out this way. II
you follow the drive, you'll come
out on Cherry street"
Paris could not sleep that
night. He was more deeply ex-
cited than he had ever been in
his life. For the first time there
were limitations of authentic COM
between his world
which had been until this very
day the world of children-and
the adult world which had always
moved a little mysteriously either
TO the side or above him.
A door was opening. and he
was unbearably impatient to pass
through.
In the months that followed he
saw very little of Drake. His
work absorbed him.
In midwinter brakes Uncle
Rhodes died. and his aunt had
. stroke shortly afterward. Plans
were being made to close the
house and to remove Mrs. Living
stone To a ssnitarium.
What are you going to do"
Paris asked when Drake told him
about il.
Drake looked a little folorn
under thin bravado.
Il guess they'll send me to live
az Mrs. Searcy's boarding house"
Haven't you got any kinfolks ?"
Yes. ! guess so. I bet none
Of them would want me around
though. Say, it will feel pretty
funny not to have a home any
more. I expect I'll like it though"
Paris couldn't think of any,
thing to say. Today. faced with
the imminence of a new kind of
life, Drake looked much older
than Paris. The thick lashes
shadowing his dark gray eyes. his
overfuhl lips. and his look Of eH-
IRENE vitality still gave him an
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