The Waterbury Democrat., 1942-02-25

the creek there, and away out over the country?"
 Paris was nightly impressed. "Whv, that's wonderful You'd make a lot of money. wouldn't you and be rich?' His voice sounded little wistful
 Well, doctors make a pile of money. Wouldn't it be the darnd- est thing if we, you and me. could build houses for ourselves out there, right next to each other?"
 Listen, Drake" Paris wrig- gled about and pulled one foot under him. He rested one arm along the back of the buggy seat and gesticulated in his odd foreign fashion. With the other. The talk ran on into details. It seemed to them at that moment that life was clear and straight ahead of them and pleasant They would do this, dered once or twice why older people always spoke of the diffi- culties of life. But, of course, in olden times everything was diff ferent. There really wasn't much use in paying attention to old people. They didn't understand that the world had changed now, and that things were easier and simpler.
 All of the next day, and the next, Paris went about in pleasantly minimizing haze of mind.
 That one afternoon with Drake had relieved the whole feeling of loneliness which had weighed on him for weeks. But he did not want to see him not just now. He could talk to Drake about his work, his hopes and plans, and about a good many of his every day troubles. But at this moment he longed for someone who spoke the language of another side of his personality.
 He recalled now what Dr. Tower had said last week about intui- tion Place strong reliance on it. If you have a mind that works clearly and well on the now what was it he said?-oh, yes-the normal planes of consciousness.
 People thought Drake was wild. As happened so often, Paris in- tuition said no to everything peo- pie thought. It had been that way with Tom Carr and crazy Lucy. He wondered if his intuition was reliable? Just because people were on different roads, couldn't they still understand each other?
 After supper he remembered his notebooks. He had left them in Dr. Towers study the afternoon he began his unorthodox holiday. He would have to walk into town for them.
 It was quite dark when he reached Cherry street.
 As he was about to step onto the low porch floor, he saw to his surprise that it was Cassandra and not Dr. Tower who sat in the deep chair under the green-shaded light.
 Hello, Cassandra. It's me - Paris. Didn't want to scare you"
 why, hello.' She arose and dropped her book face down in the chair Come in?" The words were distinctly question, and not invitation.
 well, IT just came after my notebooks. I left them here Tues day.
 Paris dropped his cap and coat | on a chair. i've been playing | hockey
 From father?"
 No. He put me up to it. Said I needed to rest"
 Hes in St. Louis
 Sure enough? When did he go?"
 He said tell you when you came back he'd be ready to see you on Wednesday,"
 "Wednesday. Oh. All right"
 Paris felt himself grow a little ! ill at ease under her steady scru- tiny. He really hadn't had good | look at her for long time, and he had forgotten how lovely she 1 was. He felt his heart beat a lit tie faster and his breath come quick and short.
 well, I guess I'll hurry on"
 "Why?" Her long green eyes were steady now. They looked { at him He replaced the f and looked at her in some surprise,
 Sit down. No, over here - on the couch. It's comfortable
 She sat down and pulled 9 pil- low behind her head. She seemed 1 perfectly at ease now.
 "I-why, do you know, Cassie, I haven't seen you to talk to you, really, in a long, long time?"
 She cut in suddenly, Tt will . probably be the only time"
 He flushed Well -- why, Cas- E sie?"
 T cant see anyone. You don't . have to ask questions to under stand that, do you?"
 Well my goodness, Cassie, I . don't know, I guess maybe l want . to ask you why, but if you don't . want to tell me, or don't want to ! see me any more"
 T said I couldn't see anyone"
 He faced her squarely. Your i father won't let you?"
 T told you didn't have to !
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