Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 11 March 1942 — Page 21

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CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR DR. GORDON sai in his living room with a tray before him. He ate slowly, almost absently, | The door opened so slowly and ). . so silently that he |did not notice Louise's entrance. + “Father!” Louise ous flat, colorless wt ice. “What's the matter?” “1-1 heard abot Drake McHugh.” “Um.” The dootar turned his attention to his food. “I: stood, it as long as I could, then I went down to the—railroad.” 3 “You had no business there.” “You had just left. They had carried Drake away somewhere. A terrible old man wais—was cleaning up the depot room Where" “That will do, uise.n It was most ming of you to go about para your - fi gs—whatever they. Happen . to be.” . | “Father!” Louise | stared stonyfaced at Dr. Gordo “What do you t | to say, Louise?” The girl shook now so | violently she could scarcely stand. - “You monster!” | “Louise!” e “You flend!” {

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_ on the table, and deliberation struck She staggered and slumped to the floor. Very slowly she laid hold of a chair and struggled to her feet. “ZU let the world know what you are, if it’s the only thing I ever do in this ‘world. ‘Tomorrow—tomorrow—I'll tell — I know what you are. I know all about you —and your operations.” “Gordon ‘her by both

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fir will portal going to tell—* HLouise.” FT will tel. IT will tell. 1 will tell Louise began a sort of singsong chan} that rose suddenly to a shriek.

Dr. Gordon stru k her again, a sharp, stinging ) that cut her screams short: "She shook: her head slowly like . & dazed animal. “If tell them—" “Louise—this is enough of your] wilful tantrum now. If you per- _ sist, there is one t ig I shall have to do—"

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‘more word of kind of ponsmie Fve heard om you . I% ‘shall—commit you to Be insane asylum.” Louise backed away. “You would ot dare!” 4*1 have only to call Dr. Nolan that telephone there in the hall, and have you:in a cell—behind bars —in one hour. NOW, can you get that through your head?” d you know’ it.” iT could think. else when you make these insane accusations. yi : Louise SWaliowed jute,

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shattered. Randy saw with a sick horror that his hands were groping frantically under the blankets. ‘She almost leapt across the room and seized his hands. Drake!” y “Randy — where — where's rest of me?” sharp wail. “Hush, Drake. I'm here with you. You'll get well, now.” He held hard to her shoulders. Little by little he quieted. “It was that accident?” “Yes, Drake. But don’t try to talk about it yet. You'll get well now.” His grasp loosened. She Joked

the His voice rose to a

fearfully at him. He was quieter} FA rushed to the front room. She

now. Very slowly he turned his face to the wall. ; Randy turned away from the window where she had been standing. The frost-rimmed squares of glass gave a. distorted vision of the still cold day. She felt that her mind was like that wavy glass. She had no true pictures of anything. Yes: Drake would live. It was | just here that all of the savage questions arose against her—arose and stood like an Hnpacsable barrier across her way. She went into the kitchen, Her father had come in and had taken off his shoes to warm ‘his feet at the oven door. “Going somewhere, Randy?” “Yes, I've got to get out tor a while.” Er “Is Drake “I don’t kn there.” “How long is she going to stay?” “Dr. Gordon said Drake wouldn't

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know now what I'm going to d6.”

“The sound of her father's words cleared something in Randy's brain. cleared, too. ‘The guiverty réd. A plution replaced it. the matter, Randy? r mind?” . don’t need to go out that? What did you 1 said I don’t need to go now. I know now.” She spoke the last

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Monaghan kept his eyes 't want her to see how much he pitied her. ® 8 = 2 i “LISTEN, HONEY. I want you to hear what.I got to say.” eh List ening * ahead.” A ] : .o, His

“Drake! |

|thing. There's just me.

Randy lifted her hand to her throat and held it as though to stop whatever was struggling for utterance, “That's what you want, ain’t it, Randy?” Very slowly her eyes filled with tears. Very slowly her hand relaxed. She did yet make a sound but let herself sway and lean against her father’s breast as he reached out and put his arms

Paround her.

“Come on, now, and set down. How we going to fix it up, you reckon?”

able to speak. “Suddenly blind with tears, she

closed the door behind her and leaned against it. She did not know what to do. She wanted to do ‘something or say ‘something. For a moment she had a récollec-.

father’s mother, sitting by the fire

ing one by one between her. fingers. But ‘Randy could not pray. If there had been a power for good, for benevolence in the universe, it would... have saved Drake from a senseless ‘accident. No, she could not pray. Drake's world had turned its back on him. She used to look a little wistfully, a little yearningly at that world aud wish she were in ‘and of it. Randy returned to the kitchen. They sat in silence for ‘a time. Then Mr. Monaghan stood up. Now. you: listen to me, daughr “All right,” “I never sald anything to you about Drake when he began coming around here. I—I just didn’t know what to think. I feel awful

asked you a while, how we goin to fix this up?” . oT guess I know what you mean. I'm going to marry Drake”

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way. I'll think it out.” . “Randy, you're a good girl*

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