Indianapolis Times, Volume 43, Number 124, Indianapolis, Marion County, 2 October 1931 — Page 20

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_ „ BEGIN HEBE TODAT Pret,tv NORMA KENT. 20-re*r-oM Aecrmtrv. marrie* MARK TRAVERS. miJlionaira'* son In soite of thr oooosl*lon of Mart's lather. F M TRAVERS The storv ooens in Marlboro, middlewestern metropolis After an extravaKant nonevmoon at lashlonable Blue Springs aurint which Mark spends all his monev ?, nd ..borrows SSOO the couple return to Marlboro. „ Mark loses his first Job. Then he becomes a floorwalker in a department ■tore, in spite of novertv. he and i* o rrn* are happv until his father sends for him. Travers offers to take Mark par* into hts .business organisation if l .* on will prove he can make good. 4 'a? ,as klnvolves a business trip Jo France. Norma must remain at home. Sh< tries to persuade Mark not to go. but is unable to do so. N®rma, rudely treated at her father-in-law’s home, slips away, leaving no traoe of her whereabouts. CHRIS BAQNDERS. her former roommate, nelps her. find a Job. Mark's father employs detectives to traH the girl. They produce records to show Norma three years earlier had bee ft convicted on a vice charge. In spit* of evidence that this charge was frathed and the girl Innocent. Travers aer.fts his lawyer to Paris. Liter Norma receives a letter telling her,Mark has secured a divorce. Next dav In the office she faints and Chris takes her home. Norma Is 111 and distraifght. She moves to Chris’ apartment and drearv weeks drag bv. 11l dune Norma gives up her work, awaiting the time when she Is to go to the hospital for hwr babv to be born. One nietlf she savs to Chris. ‘'There's something vou must promise me!” NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT. tinued! About that same time, Norma told Chris she thought Bob should dis- ( Continue coming to the apartment. ’ Chris relayed this suggestion to Farrell- and the automobile drives ceavd. June proved a warm month, and July brought three weeks of scorching lieat. Chris postponed her vacation so that she could be with Nortna. They were hard, wearing days, with the sun beating down on hot pavements from morning until evening and the nights offered little respite. They were hard days for Norma and hard days for Chris. The last week in August had been set for Norma to go to the hospital. The two girls were sitting before the open window trying to get a breath of cool air one evening early in the month. There was no light in the room because light attracted insects. Norma reached for Chris’ hand and held it tightly. “Chris,” she said slowly, “there’s something I want you to promise me!” CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE NORMA’S voice was agitated, barely above a whisper. “Promise me, Chris,” she insisted. The other girl hesitated. “Why, honey, you know I’ll do anything—” “Then say that you’ll do what I’m asking. I want you to promise!” “Without knowing what it is? Well—all right, I promise.” In the dusk Norma’s face was scarcely visible. Her words came in tense, excited outbursts. “If anything happens—l mean if I don’t come back —from the hospital—l don’t want Mark to know! Promise me, Chris, you’ll never tell him.” “But that’s no way to talk, Norma! You are coming back. Everything's going to be all right. Os course you’re coming back! You mustn’t say such things and you mustn’t even think them!” “You’ve promised. Remember you've given your word!” “It's a promise I won’t have to keep, because you’ll be back here well? and happy. Hasn’t the doctor been telling you there’s nothing to worry about? Dr. Willoughby wouldn’t like to have you talk this way.” “Stop it, Chris!” Norma’s tone rose sharply. “I know you’ve been trying to cheer me up. All these days—l know all you’ve said and done to —well, make it easier. “You wanted to be kind, but it’s no use. All this talk isn’t fooling me and it hasn’t. I—l don’t think I’m coming back from the hospital. I don't know that I want to ” Chris caught the younger girl’s two nands. • “You’re coming back," she said firmly. “You’re going to be ashamed you’ve ever talked this way; Come on, now! Don’t you think it would be cooler if we went down on the street and took a walk around the block?” a a tt NORMA did not answer, but she arose and followed Chris out into the hallway and down the street. There was scant breeze in the street below. Men and women and children loitered on steps and about

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the entrances of buildings, seeking relief from the heat indoors. Darkness hid much of the street's ugliness. Chris and Norma turned a comer and cool, refreshing wind whipped their cheeks. “Why—how wonderful!” Chris cried. “Why didn’t we come down stairs before?” Norma raised her face to the wind. “Let’s stand here on the comer for a while/* she said. They lingered a few moments, then started on. Half way down the block big raindrops began falling. The girls turned back. By the time they had reached the apartment building, the rain was coming rapidly. Safe in the shelter of the entrance, the girls waited and drank in the chill, fresh air. There was no more said that evening about Norma’s forebodings or the promise Chris had made. The rainfall continued several hours and even the stuffy apartment became less like an oven. By morning the | heat wave seemed definitely broken. a tt a IT was two weeks later to the day. The long hospital corridors smelled unpleasantly of disinfectant. The halls were cool and still. No one was in sight, but from rooms beyond there came hints of muffled activity. Chris stood in the doorway of a waiting room, looking down the hall. She was pale and her hands were gripped together. Her lips were a bright red line that wavered unsteadily. Chris’ eyes, eager, fearful, sought the end of the corridor. No one appeared. She turned to the young woman at the desk. “Are you sure you’ll know right away?” she asked. “Won’t they let me see her now? “Surely it most be time ” “I’ll tell you as soon as the report comes,” the young woman said tartly. “No, you can’t go to her. You’d better sit down and quiet yourself.” The tone in which she spoke was both arrogant and bored. Chris eyed the other with hostility. Then she crossed the room to a chair and sat down. A nurse entered, her stiffly starched uniform rustling crisply. Chris straightened, alert in every muscle. She could not understand the two voices as the nurse spoke to the girl at the desk. The nurse wrote a few words on a card, turned and left. Again Chris’ eyes sought the large square clock on the wall. Five minutes? Oh, but it must be more than that! Wby, it must be fifteen minutes at least since she looked at the clock. Deliberately she turned her back on the timepiece. A man in a brown suit appeared and presently another nurse. The man followed the. nurse from the room. A blond youth (scarcely more than a boy), who wore a white coat, stepped inside the doorway. “Has Dr. Stebbins come in yet?” he asked. “He won’t be here far another hour. His secretary just telephoned," the girl at the desk announced. tt tt tt THERE followed an interval of several minutes. Then the first nurse reappeared. She said to Chris, “You’re Mrs. Travers’ friend, aren’t you?” “Yes!” Chris was on her feet instantly. “How is she? Oh, is anything wrong?” The nurse was smiling. That smile reassured Chris even before the words came. “Mrs. Travers is resting. She has a fine son. Six pounds, and as nice a looking baby as I’ve ever seen. I’m sorry I can’t let you see him. Later in the day you may.” “But, Norma ” Chris asked anxiously. “She’s—you're sure she’s all right? Can’t I see her just for a minute? Oh, please let me!” The nurse shook her head negatively. “I’m sorry,” she said. “You couldn’t possibly see her now. But there's no reason for you to worry about your friend. “Dr. Russell was jusifc speaking about how well Mrs. Travers came through. If you’ll come back this afternoon, you can see both, of them.” “Both?” Chris looked puzzled. “Why, yes, of course! The mother and the baby.” The nurse spoke as

though she thought Chris was unusually stupid. a tt a TT was late afternoon when the •*- elevator cage, creaking dismally, | bore Chris to an upper floor of the hospital. Half way down the corj ridor was Norma’s tiny cubicle. ! The nurse who was on duty nodded as the girl passed. Chris tapped lightly on the door, then opened it. Norma lay on the ugly hospital bed, just as she had the last time Chris had visited her. Norma’s lovely hair was tossed back from her forehead. She was pale, but she had looked that way* on the other visit, too. Norma’s eyelids fluttered open. “Hello, honey,” Chris said, going nearer. “They wouldn’t let me cCme to see you sooner.” “Hello, Chris.” Norma’s smile was not altogether a success. Chris glanced about. There were gladioli which she recognized on the table near the bed, but there also was a vase of pink roses. More than a dozen of them with great long stems. Their perfume scented the whole room. “You're not to talk,” Chris warned. “I promised I woudln’t let you tire yourself. How lovely the roses are!” “Bob sent them. Nice of him. wasn’t it? Thanks for your flowers, Chris.” “There, there! I told you you mustn’t talk. If you do I’ll have to leave. I just wanted to be sure you have everything you want. Do you, honey? Is there anything I can send—?” The head on the pillows moved slightly, a faintly negative nod. “Nothing,” Norma said. “I just want to—to rest.” There was a pause and then she went on. “Did they—let you see —him?” “The baby? Oh, he’s cunning! Such a cute little wrinkled, pink fellow. Can’t tell yet who he’s going to look like, can you? You know, Norma, I never saw a brand new baby before. I mean so very brand new! The nurses and doctor all think he’s wonderful. You should hear them!” “I wish they’d let him stay with me. I’d like to see Mark now.” Chris Saunders glanced down quickly. This was what she had been afraid of! “But, honey,” she said after an instant, “you know Mark can’t come.” “Why can’t they let him stay here?” The voice from the bed was petulant. “You ask them, Chris. He’s so tiny and helpless. Maybe they’ll do it if you ask them to!” “Oh!” Sharp relief in the exclamation. “Oh, you mean—is that what you’re going to call the baby? You’ve named him Mark?” a tt a NEVER during the long weeks and months had Norma said anything to Chris about what she would name her child. Chris had wondered frequently. She thought she understood Norma’s reticence. “Os course his name’s Mark.” The words came almost crossly. “What did you think it would be? Tell them I want to see him now!”

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