Indianapolis Times, Volume 41, Number 233, Indianapolis, Marion County, 7 February 1930 — Page 20

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CHAPTER THIRTY (Continued.) Judith walked down stairs with Dr. Shephard. When they had reached the lower floor she said entreatingly: “Doctor, you're not keeping anything from me?” The man denied this hastily. “Oh, no. no, no, my dear lady! Nothing of the sort. Throat cases as you probably know always need watching. They need watching closely! “Now when we get a nurse here W'ho understands what to do for your husband I think we’re going to find that we’ve checked this thing just in time. Mustn’t worry now! Remember you mustn’t get excited ! And you’ll hear from me again in the morning. Good afternoon ! ” He opened the door, stepped out briskly and went down the walk. Judith returned to the sickroom. There were certain arrangements which she knew should be made. With Mrs. Wheeler's assistance she began giving Arthur Knight's bedroom the aspect of a hospital ward. For a while Tony lingered, watching and looking as though she would like to help. Presently she disappeared. Judith lowered shades at the windows and urged Arthur to sleep. He said he thought he might. Quietly she took a seat beside the bed and waited. An hour and a half later she heard the bell downstairs and knew that the nurse must have arrived. Judith went downstairs to meet the newcomer. She saw' a small, attractive young Woman, clad in hat and coat, talking to Mrs. Wheeler. Both of them glanced up as Judith appeared. The housekeeper introduced the stranger as Miss Mallory, the nurse who had been sent out by Dr. Shephard. Judith welcomed her and took her upstairs to the room which had been prepared for the nurse's use. There she left her and in ten minutes Miss Mallory appeared in crisp White linen uniform. “Here," said Judith drawing back the door, “is my husband—your patient.” Miss Mallory moved quickly and had an air of efficiency. She looked at the bed where Arthur Knight lay with his eyes closed, glanced about the room and w T alked over to the window. Then she returned to ask Judith details about the case. a a a HALF an hour later Judith withdrew, leaving Miss Mallory in charge. She stopped and knocked at Tony's door. The girl opened it. “How is he?” she asked anxiously. “About the same I guess. There doesn't seem to be any change. Miss Mallory, the nurse, has come.” “Judith it isn’t—you don’t think !” Tony implored incoherantly. The other girl shook her head. “I don't know how serious it’s going to be,” she said. “The doctor wouldn't tell me.” Tony's eyes looked as though she had been crying. Kindly impulses tugged at Judith’s heart. “We can't help matters any by worrying,” she added. “Os course, well do everything in the world to give your father the right care. Who is Dr. Shephard? Has he been here before?” “Oh, yes. Always. He's the doctor we've been having for years. Took care of me when I had scarlet fever four years ago.” “I suppose he’s considered very good?” Tony nodded solemnly. “There's one thing you can take care of,” Judith said. “You can cancel our reservations for the trip Thursday. Os course that's out of the question.” “I’ll telephone," the girl agreed and Judith continued on her way. While the nurse busied herself upstairs charting her patient's condition, Judith paced drearily through the rooms below. She had not wept. She had not broken down, but her face showed clearly the strain of the afternoon. Her hands were clasped together nervously. Part of the time she Cared straight ahead, yet seemed

to see nothing. She listened, but there was no sound that broke the stillness. Five o’clock. This was the hour to which Judith looked forward each day because its arrival meant Arthur would be home soon. Five o'clock, but no Arthur would arrive this evening. How feverish and unnatural he had looked lying there in bed! Judith bit her lip. It would not do to give way to emotion at this stage. It was so much harder to pass the long hours down here alone than if she could have remained upstairs in Arthur’s room. But that, she knew, would displease Miss Mallory. Judith must manage somehow to live through these weary hours of waiting. Mrs. Wheeler came to inquire about dinner plans and Judith told her to have the meal served for Tony and the nurse. She did not feel hungry herseS, she said, and would stay w'ith Mr. Knight while the others ate. Later, perhaps, she would have toast and tea. At 6 o’clock Harriet called the nurse and Tony to the dining room. Judith went upstairs to stay with her husband. He was restless, tosse*! about the bed and twice mumbled phrases which Judith could not understand. When the nurse returned she too noted the patient’s unrest. An our later Dr. Robert Shephard, reading comfortably by his study fireside, laid down the volume in his hand to answer the telephone, “Doctor!” a woman’s voice came over the wire. “Come quick—Mr. Knight is much worse!” CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE ARTHUR KNIGHT lay gravely ill with pneumonia. In the upstairs bedroom of the suburban home two nurses—one on night and one on day duty—walked softly, spoke in whispers and watched their patient anxiously. Dr. Stiephard came frequently and spent long periods at the bedside. The house was quiet, depressing, and smelled of hospital supplies. At first mention of the dread malady Judith Knight had been terrified. “Pneumonia!” she repeated hopelessly. “Oh, doctor—!” “Now. now!” Dr. Shephard’s low tones came reassuringly. “You must take this calmly, Mrs. Knight. Upstairs there’s a very sick man but he’s fighting! “He’s putting up a great battle. We’re all going to do what we can. This is no time for hysterics!” The physician spoke brusquely as though he were quite out of patience. Judith Knight might have retorted that she never had shown a tendency toward hysterical outbursts, but she did not. This was the man who w r as to save her husband! She must follow his directions. “I’ll do—anything you say," she told him, making obvious efforts to control her voice. : "Then I’m going to ask you as the first thing to keep out of that room upstairs. Yon can’t help in the least there. Miss Mallory knows her duties. The slightest deviation —the very slightest!—might at this stage be critical. “In a few r days, if things go as I hope, you can see your husband. Meantime you are to stay away and keep the rest of the household away." “Yes, doctor." Mrs. Wheeler and Harriet and even Cora received their instruction at once. On no account were they to enter Arthur Knight’s room. Miss oens was the night nurse. She and Miss Mallory had arranged a schedule so that at all times of the day and night one of them was on duty. Trays were arranged and sent up with the nurses’ meals. It was exactly as though the residence had ceased to become a home and was now a hospital. Explaining the situation to Tony Knight was more difficult. It was a time when one might have supposed common suffering would draw these two young women into sympathetic understanding. Not sol

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JUDITH found her stepdaughter in the sunroom, staring gloomily out upon the March landscape. “The doctor’s just gone,” she said by way of introduction. The younger girl raised her eyes. “What’s he say?” “He says it’s pneumonia." “Then he’ll die! He isn’t going to get well. My daddy—my ow T n daddy! Oh, how dare, how dare you tell me such a terrible thing? I won’t believe it. It isn’t true! Father —father—!” The girl was on her feet. Her words came in a gasping torrent. She had started for the door when Judith caught her arm. “Tony!” she said firmly. “You mustn't talk that way. And you can’t go upstairs now.” “I will go! I will!” Judith had taken the girl’s arm. Tony wrenched to get it free. The girls struggled, but Judith held firm. “But you mustn’t!” she insisted. “Dr. Shephard says no one is to be allowed today. He wouldn* let me go. It’s—it’s critical, he said. The slightest disturbance—!” Tony was sobbing now. She kept pulling and twisting. Her voice had risen in pitch. Suddenly she let go of Judith’s arm, gave her one quick, malicious glance, brought her hand back and sent it sharply against Judith’s cheek. The shock was effective. With a little cry the older girl drew back. Tony made for the door. “Here—what’s going on here?” A man’s voice, curt and authoritative, cut the air. “Miss Knight!” the voice continued severely, “we must have quiet!” “But Doctor, she W'on’t let me see my father—” Doctor Shephard eyed Tony Knight over the rims of his spectacles. He had not been the family physician of the Knight household for eight years without learning a thing or two about this girl. “Nothing of the sort!” he said, glowering impressively. “She hasn’t got anything to do with it.” Tony brightened. “Then I CAN go?” “No. You can’t. You’re going to stay out of your father’s room—and, mind you, no more of these tantrums! Want him to have a relapse, dp you? Want to make him worse?” “But you said —” “I said Mrs. Knight didn’t have anything to do with issuing orders around here. I’m giving ’em. Understand? If you want to make your father a lot sicker than he is now', start that screaming again! Are you going to stop it?” It was reafly surprising how ferocious Dr. Shephard, ordinarily a meek man, could become. Tony hung her head. “Yes-s!” “See that you do it!”

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