Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 24 February 1942 — Page 21
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"oll is reading medicine with Dr. Tower, town mystery, wonders why Tower keeps daughter Cassand | cloge to home. His best friend, Drake McHugh, talks . boyishly of plans to marry Louise Gore daughter of towns leading physi- _ Parris this
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fire. It was , and Parris had ] study. She knew that Anna wss in the kitchen for her| to go to bed. To-
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years of all her life with Parris to ow—this time—this day was more rtant, and more interesting. + +. yes, and beto see the wind
to the fire and raked the ashes from beneath the grate. “Yes, Madame?” “Well, now, Anna, I was just wondering what would become Yof you when—when I'm not here any more?” 1 ” d y money, Anna?" “Yes, Madame. 1 have saved erything. I--I shall—should be care of myself. But after Parris?” : w her shoulders to- » as though a chill her. “He will have himself, Anna. He's suppose.” a good boy.” Anna idoubting emphasis. Anna, I hope so. I k he is some kind of a gentlen. I shouldn't expect him to be angel—or want him to be.” “Has Dr Gordon said—?” | “He gives me one year, or two.” || “What can do for you, Madame, 9» [i*Nothing, Anna. Just go on as everything (were the same as alvays. I don't want, Parris to be disturbed—" | “He doesn’t know about this?”
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things, md jappear to be happy.
His studies—I want him to do very well, ‘Now, to bed.”
“Nok yet.” | | “Phen I will wait, 11 just set some bread. Might aswell bake tomorrow.” ls wl jd Parris like, deeper e surface? “What did look forward to? wha |
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“Well, well, But you must get your sleep. Good night.” He kissed her on both cheeks. “Good night. Good night, Anna.” He sighed as He returned to his room. He was tired, There was so much to [do every day. Work at Aberdeen was riot easy, Dr. Tower demandéd that he cover a lot of ground; and hiy music—he didn't want to neglect practice. Parris. worked hard throughout the winter. He felt that he had moved completely into a new world. He did indeed look {hin and a little pale by April, Dr. Tower, who consistently maintained an impersonal attitude toward his pupil, noticed the changes. “Better ease up on your work a little, young man.” = = “Oh, I'm quite all right, sir.” “You don’t look it. Leave your no today and get out somewhere. Why dof't you walk? Look up some. of yor friends—" Parris looked straight into Dr. Tower's eyes for a moment. There was a barely perceptible softening of the doctor’s hard, bright gaze. “What is it?” Then he added joc-
i [ularly: “Have you no friends?”
Parris did npt smile. “No, sir,” he said simply. Dr. Tower flushed a little, whether with ambarrassment or annoyance af the turn of the conversation, Parris did not know. Dr. Tower looked out of the window. “You get used to it.” Parris did not reply to this. Dr. Tower looked back. after a moment and went on, almost angrily: “Anyway, there is nobody around here for you. You seem to have a mind —hope I'm no: mistaken about it; I'd hate to waste my time.” “I used to have some pretty good friends.” There was a kind of protest in his voice. at “Well—you ought not to live much to yourself.” Dr. Tower spoke more gently. “Go on out today and look up somebody. Knock around a little.” He slapped the notebooks on the table. “Forget this and your piano for a couple of days, cu classes, get some air.” r “All right, sir, I will. Thank you.” Hb walked down the drive that skirted the Towers’ front yard. Cassandra was on the porch, He waved gaily (to her, and she lifted her hand in an awkward, childish re-
$f = =» AS HE CAME in sight of the Live ingstone house he saw Drake coming out of the drive. He had Molly, a fat.old mare belonging to Mrs, | hitched to's shiny new
Hey! ey, Drake!”
Drake was about.to turn in the|
“Aw, now!” “Almost. Said I better go owt and see some of my friends.” “Let’s go to the country. How about it?” Drake looked pleased. Parris settled back. The new buggy had rubber tires and rolled softly along the macadamized street. “How’s Louise, Drake?” Drake grinned. “Fine. Cassie?” : “I gon't know.” “Say! Do you mean to sit there and teil me you ain't done anything about her yet?” “Well,” Parris felt that he ought to justify himself somehow for something—he was not quite sure for what. He. swallowed hard. “Well, I don’t ever see her.” “Well, why don’t you see her?” “Dr. Tower makes me use the side door, and I just don’t see her.” “I bet I'd find a way. Say, boy, Cassie Tower is—well—well, I'd see her in spite of her old man. What does he do, keep her locked up?” “I see her on the porch once in a while, but I'm kind of afraid to stop.” J The harness jingled with Molly’s valiant efforts, the wheels made a pleasant grinding sound in the sandy road, the sun warmed more and more. Parris frowned a little. ' “I’ve been working pretty hard this winter, Drake.” “Sure, I know you have. That’s what I'm talking about. You can’t keep your face in a book all the time. You got to get out and have some fun. “I guess I'm kind of peculiar, Drake. I don’t know very well just
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live way out there and I don’t see anybody—I mean in my free time.” “Take some time. work all night, do you?” We'll get dates.” j (To Be Continued) QOopyright, 1940, by Henry Bella
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