Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 10 June 1937 — Page 24

by EUGENIA

CAST OF CHARACTERS CORAL CRANDALL, heroine and senfor at Elton College DAVID ARMSTRONG, Eiton chemistry professor and Coral’s husband. DONNA ALLEN, Coral’s sorority roommate. > HOYT fiance.

MARQUIS, Coral’s one-time

Yesterday: Coral and David are secretly married. As Coral bids David goodnight she realizes she ought to tell him about Hoyt before -it is too late. oh

CHAPTER TWO S Coral walked across the campus from the Chemistry Building to her sorority house, her mind was full of thoughts of David. She had been married two weeks. Sometimes it seemed a long time; at others, a matter of days. “I love him more every day,” she thought to herself. : . How splendid he had been when she told him about the boy from Wheatland, her home town , . . Hoyt Marquis, whom her parents had always assumed she would marry, to whom most: of the students at [Elton thought she was engaged. She had related the whole story to David, explaining why she had fallen in with the plans of both the Marquis family! and her own, despite the fact that she did not love Hoyt. She had told him ‘of the money her father owed Hoyt - Marquis Sr., who was Wheatland's richest banker. - $he “had been afraid that David oi be resentful, hurt that she had not confided in him before, or |jealous of this other man, He had been perfect, though, thoroughly| understanding, even laughing a little at her concern. | J » ” . 5 ARLING,” he had chuckled at - the end of their talk, “my only feeling about Hoyt Marquis is that he is ‘more to be pitied than censured.’ After sl his loss is my gain . . |. if you get what I mean.” And Coral had goign it, of course, and had been ‘well kissed in-the bargdin. Her heart beat faster at the recollection. How happy . . . how incredibly fortunate and lucky . - she was! There was one thing, however, which marred her happiness a little. There was a tinge of guilt within her af the secrecy of their love. Because she was brave and honest .'. . and ecstatically in love . . . she longed to spread the news of her marriage, to say to those dear to her, her friends and family, “This manisnrine.. .andIamhis., . forever.” Coral was proud of David and of their love for one another. Some hidden corner of her heart was hurt at this concealment although intellect told her that the only course to follow was the one which they pursued. After all, June was not far away, and they could claim each other before the whole world then. She dug her hands deeper~into the pockets of her red suede jacket, and laughed exultantly. If she was happy now, what ecstasy would be hers later!

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HE turned up the walk leading to the dormitory and waved merrily to a pair of girls who were sitting precariously on the window sill of their room enjoying the spring sunshine, She envied them a little, for they were friends as she and Marge had been. Try as she might, it was impossible tc establish the same happy, carefree relationship with Donna Allen, who thought everything at Elton a bore, who antagonized everyone who attempted .to draw her into the inner circle ° of the sorority. She was a member, to be sure, having belonged at the chapter established at her finishing school, but she termed the activities of the girls at Elton “babyish,”, sneered at their scholastic .acconiplishments, laughed at their house dances which were sadly lacking in such sentials as Donna deemed nay thousanddollar bands, champagne punch, and lavish decorations. Coral sighed and wondered if there was anything anyone could do about it, for Donna’s sake as well as for the sake of the sorority. She knew Donna was unhappy. “Sometimes I think she acts the way she does just to hide the way she really: feels,” Coral thought fo herself. She shook her head. Donna was an enigma.

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HE let herself into the sorority housz and stopped at the library table in the broad hall. She thumbed through the letters lying upon it. Yes, there was one for her with a Wheatland postmark. The typewritten address meant that it was from her father. She opened it eagerly, but as she read her expectant look compressed into a little frown. They were expecting her home for spring vacation in a week. Many of the other young people would be home and there would be a number of parties. Hoyt had called and asked when she was arriving, and had seemed very eager to see her. There was the rub. Hoyt. supposed ‘it was cowardly not to have written him before, but if she told him the truth, that she was married to David, then he’d be sure to tell her parents. If she told him that she was interested in someane else and wanted to make sure there was no definite understanding si tween them, he would promptly raise the roof, complain to. her parents and his, and, perhaps, even insist that his father call in Mr. Crandall’s loan. |

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HE shrugged. There was no help for it. Hoyt would have to ke told when everyone else was, and not before. But it was annoying to have to consider him and what the would do. She had never loved ’ “him, he did not really love her, but because it was to their parents’ ad‘vantage they had been thrown tot gether for so long that the companjionship had become habitual. | Hoyt had certainly been far from ‘the faithful swain, but once| he ‘thought he had lost her he would ‘decide he had never wanted any‘ode or anything else and would ‘whine and scheme like a small boy -to attain his desire for ga complete ‘and devastating revenge. | 8 7 =n ER brows still knitted in frowning concentration, Coral climbed the stairs to the ‘second ‘floor and opened thé door of her ‘ room. Donna was sitting on the “window seat, clad in ‘overelab-

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of chocolates at-her- elbow, a 1 with' a garnishly printed du

-| lady in 244, and receiving replies.

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tered, she looked up from her book. “Hi, there. It’s late. I suppose you've been in the lab, nobly doing the work for tomorrow.” Coral nodded absently. She had not noticed the quizzical, slightly mocking tone of Donna’s voice, or the curious, watchful look on her face. | “What have you been 'doing?” she asked. “Nothing. That is nothing constructive. I've: been waiting here for the last two hours for you to come and Greek for me.” ’ “I'll help you with it, of course. But I can’t simply translate it for you and let you hand it in. I had the course last year and Dr. Shire would recognize it in a minute.” | Coral was looking over the volumes in the case. “Where's the book?” : on 2 ” De sat up on the edge of the window seat, her eyes snapping. “Coral, for heaven's sake don't be so . . . so prissy. You now quite well that I can't begin translate that into any kind of sense. You've done it ali once, it'll be no work for you. Besides, old ‘Owl-Eyes’ won't know, the differ‘ence.” : .Coral laughed in spite of .herself. “You shouldn't make fun of Prof. Shire, Donna. And he’s much cannier than you think. He'd recognize my translation in a minute. Don't forget I was in his class for three years, and he even knows how I make mistakes. It’s all right for

me to help you get started on your

translation. But I couldn't do the whole thing for you. That's cheating. It wouldn't be right.”

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ONNA sprang to her feet. “Coral, you make me sick. All your. talk about what's right and what isn’t. You're a fine one to talk, I know a lot more about you than you think I do. You can’t pull your sweet, innocent act with me any more.” . “Donna, what are you talking oral paled a little, “You

am I!” Donna fairly “I'm not so crazy as to elope with a cheap chemistry professor who makes nothing a year, MRS. DAVID ARMSTRONG!” For a few moments there wds a dead silence in the room. At last poke. = “What do you Her voice was strained, held in ¢ontrol by terrific exertion

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of her will.

f “%/ OU know what I mean,” Dons na said sulkily, frightened by Coral’s voice, and her drawn, white face. “I couldn't find a handkerchief when I came in and I opened

your drawer to borrow one of yours.

The license was under the pile of handkerchiefs. Anyone might have found it.” “Donna, you're lying,” said Coral. “That marriage license was locked in the drawer of my desk. The key was under the handkerchiefs.” “What difference does it make, as long as I found it?” Donna inquired insolently. “I'll be the campus sensation with this juicy little tid-bit of gossip to recount. You'll be expelled and your handsome David will lose his job.” Coral was aghast. “Donna, you're not going to tell anyone? You mustn't.” : Donna sat down on the window seat again. “Why not?” “you know perfectly well why not. It must be kept a secret until June.”

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ONNA selected a chocolate from! the box and munched it pensively. “I might be persuaded to keep your pretty little secret if you made it worth my while, If you translated my Greek, for instance, and seemed willing to do a few other odd jobs for me.” Without a word, Coral rummaged through the bookcase until she found the Greek textbook, and sat down at the desk, paper and pencil beside her. “There seems to be nothing else for me to do. I ought to have this finished before dinner.” She worked silently for a while, then without looking up, said, “I hope you realize that this is a peculiarly low form of blackmail, Donna.”

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ONNA grinned. “Call it _blackmail if it makes you feel any better, sweetheart. It's darned convenient for me. And by the way, 1 have a date with Lefty Welsh tonight and I don’t intend to be in until long after I'm supposed to be. I'll expect you to go downstairs and open the door for me between halfpast 3 and 4 o'clock.” An involuntary spasm of distaste crossed Coral’s face, and it did not escape Donna. “At any rate, I'll come home single,” she mocked. “You can do my physics problems while you're waiting to let me in.” She chuckled again and reopened her novel, coldly ignoring the brimming tears in Coral’s eyes.

(To Be Continued)

Daily Short Story

THE LADY IN 244—By Edward Van Dyke

OR two weeks now, Tommy Baldridge, the patient in Room 205, had been sending daily notes to the

At first, the exchange of notes, suggested by his nurse, had been something of a fark to Tommy. But now, with the bandages coming off his injured eyes in a few days, h was secretly disturbed. Cl Could his nurse have been making

lady in 244 turn out to be some ugly female? Wouldn't it be better, perhaps, to leave the hospital without even taking a look at the patient in 244? But sneaking out like that simply

a call—and thanks for making life more endurable during the 1 days of darkness. Though Nufse Patton had started it. all, he would have to finish it as a gentleman should, whatever the consequences.

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JT was one day when he had been especially petulant that Nurse Patton had made the suggestion about | the notes. I “Confound it, nurse,” he had said, “I am going insane, iying here day after day with nothing to do!” | Nurse Patton had pondered. “You might,” she had said, “have me write letters for you.” l “To whom?” “How about your mother—or. a girl?” : Tommy was very quiet for a minute or two. | “I have neither,” he answered, finally. “Mother is gone, and the girl—well, let's skip that. It’s all past now.” Nurse Patton pondered again. “There is,” she suggested, “a very lonely little lady in Room 244.” Tommy welcomed the suggestion and was about to make inquiries. Was the lady young? Was she pretty? What was her name? Why was she in the hospital? Then, he reasoned, what difference did it make? He would probably never see her, anyway. After a note or two, both would get tired of ‘writing, and that would be that. . Nurse Patton obtained paper and pencil, and wrote what Tommy dictated: “Dear Lady in 244—I am Room 205, and am slowly dying of boredom. I went on a vacation trip in my car, and collided with a trailer. My eyes have been in bandages ever since. I see nothing, know nothing—hear only whispered consultations . . .” There was more, mostly nonsense.

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HE next day, a reply came. Tommy felt as excited as a schoolboy as Nurse Patton read it to him. The patient in 244 was bored, too, the note said. Her leg was in a cast, and it would be weeks before she could walk. she could see, and thought that bandaged eyes must be very annoying, indeed. Still, she continued, there were advantages even to eyes covered with bandages. It left one with a curiosity about things, especially doctors and nurses. He could not know, for instance that his nurse had freckles and a supercilious nose. Then, “Oh, dear,” she added, “I forgot that . your nurse will read this! I hope she doesn’t mind.” To this, Tommy dictated a reply reproving Room 244 for speaking disparagingly of Nurse Patton—“I don’t know what she looks like, but she seems a good scout.” As the notes had continued, Tommy’s interest in the patient in Room 244 had grown by leaps and bounds until, -finally, he had begged nurse Patton for a detailed

1st Seseripien, of the lady. She, how-

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It was then that Tommy had begun to have his doubts and had begun to fear the inevitable meeting with the lady in 244. The day before his bandages were to be removed, he decided on ‘a plan of action. That evening, after

‘Nurse Patton had gone off duty, he

sent for an orderly. J There followed a whispered conversation, and one listening closely could have heard the words, “There's $5 in it for you.” The orderly departed and, some time later, returned to make a report which seemed to puzgle Tommy.

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HE next day, Tommy’s bandages were removed, and the doctors proved to him that he would soon be able to see as well as ever. To Nurse Patton, however, he confided that everything seemed blurred and confused. “I can't tell what you look like,” he declared. When the doctors were gone, he called her to his side and announced: “I'm going to write Room 244 a final letter.” Nurse Patton appeared a bit agitated, but she held the paper and pencil poised calmly enough. “Dear Lady in Room 244,” Tommy dictated. “We have had a jolly good time writing to each other, and I am not going to spoil it all by coming in to see you—especially since I have found out that you are a nice old lady of three score years who left the hospital a week ago and apparently never had an-inkling you were supposed to be writing to a young man in Room 205.” Nurse Patton had ceased to write. She was blushing furiously and gazing fixedly at her patient. . “There is,” continued Tommy, pretending not to see, “a further reason. For some time now, although at first not fully aware of it, I have been very much interested in another lady. She is a very dear young lady, with freckles and a supercilious nose. Despite these defects, she is very lovely, with brown hair, brown eyes and—let's see— perfect teeth and skin. She also has a beautiful disposition. Before leaving the hospital, I am going to ask her to marry me—" Nurse Patton's note paper and pencil clattered to the floor. She rose. “I must take your pulse!” she said sternly. Tommy, however, seized her hand. “Is it hopeless?” he pleaded. y Nurse Patton’s next move indicated there was considerable hope.

THE END

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