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euaprar Twevry-six |] eu én > 1 Fa 4 30 Boy * RANDY spréad out the sheets of |i g Ted 5 3 rt Parris’ ‘letter on the kitchen table. RN NE IAN ) Sout THAT PAT $1000! Fhe letter had come two days ago, a ¥ : 8 ‘and she had read it a dozen times, A ‘but she returned to it again and|! fsain for the warmth and eemfert,| LE “the sense of security and safety that |

derived from it. Je

. + » Of course, Randy, it is 8 astly and terrible tragedy, pars ticularly so to have happened tp Drake. It will be harder for him than for most people because he Was so free and independent. Aa ‘now, I want you te nete earefully amy advices. Drake lived by that same freedom and: independence, He will feel—probably already feels »~that he has lost both. It will be ENN DA RRR I if Sikiem wo: Fsiog, them to| 1307 ] RG INE. A Wg BAY: QFE. SS S SISSTS “him, | really propese go taking gare of him. as you igpest “He's wailing for the first mete of veyellle—that's when his fur ‘in your eahled message. ’ lough starts!”

+ “I am sure that you have already

made Drake feel that he is needgd| Put youre just Drake McHugh ag

apd wanted in the werld. <I am

“writing him in this same post that range your life any way you want

he is certainly needed apd impor-

Rant in my life, We gan't give him the way you want it, but—you are

legs, but we can keep his mind and personality, and seul, if yeu wish to call it that, whole and well.

dong time ago Drake talked of realland rattled its smeky, grimy way estate projects of same kind, I don’t|from Campberville towards Kings remember just what the ideas were.|Row.

But it occurs te me that in any

Small town that is growing at all,|quated coach, avoiding, as much as there must be plage for several real possible, the touch ef the gritty, Sstate businesses. The main point red-plush seats. dy to get his mind and imagination|of patient misery—all but one.

foing on something definitely constructive. 4 “Drake has been 'mgre than a Brother to me, and" from thig moment on you are more than my Sister. In you twa I feel that I have more than a professiong] reagon for coming back to Kings Row. You know, ef course, that I have

always hoped for an appointment at| Pls way, sub”

the ‘State Hospital for the Insane. 1 have kept Dr. Nolan informed of

my progress. He has promised te|maousy-loeking clerk bowed with an recommend my appointment when | imitation ef briskness.

I have finished my work here in Vienna.” ~ Gradually, as the weeks went by,

Randy pressed the suggestions Par-|bath.”

ris: had made in his first letter. She was amazed to see how Drake fell

more and more easily into the pat-|could throw two rooms together for

she go earefully planned. “One day, following her carefully disguised leads, Drake recalled the

old project, for reclaiming the enna.”

creek-bottom lands nearby. He alighted upon it with joy. He had ia from that day to meve toward a normal. life. x #2 8 %‘I'M GOING to move you downSfairs next week, Drake?” “He: frowned. “Where?” ‘The front room. That's going te be our living room, and the little room- off=to the side that never has been ‘anything but a stereroom will be our bedroom.” . He ‘thought a moment, “It sounds k: pleasant,” ©, “There Is just one front window. 1t looks into the front yard. There’s the road you can see around Harper's Hill on out inte: the Sate. It's quieter, tea, You don’t

‘the switeh engines as you dol thought a moment. Yes, Cedar st. > ¥e that was the shortest way te

Drake's. face contracted suddenly.| Randy's house.

back here.” “I'll be glad to get where I don't

‘ hk hr hem so plain. Sometimes I Sk -1._ guess Ill always have

dreams like that.” “1 don’t think so, Drake.” Randy spoke very calmly, but her chest other things to think about.” dy!”

held it with all of his strength.

“I want .you to ‘promise me that|arm ard held back as they came I'll never have to go out of. this| ta the dogr, “How is he really?”

fil—until I'm dead.” *

a big cedar tree outside, and across|that’s the style over there.

you!"

“Youll have a lot of|she met Parris. 8he swung the

Ra. a “Come on in. Drake will be crazy, preached for her hand and hell be so glad to see you.”

You're no different, You can ar-

to. I'm here to sée that it's dene Drake, and I love you. Do I have ta tell you that every day?” “Yes.”

““Then I will.” The late-afternoan train clanked

The passengers sat in the anti-

They wore a look

leaked with new. brick

At the station he some -surprise at the building. “Hack, sir?” “Yes. Yes, please.” “Where to?" ‘“Why—the Central Hotel. There is still g Central Hotel, I suppese?” ‘Yes, -girree. 'Qnly ene,.in fact.

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AT THE HOTEL desk, a thin

“Suite?” “I'd like a suite, please.” “Yes. Sitting reom, bedreom,

“Well—we haven't exactly got that kind of an arrangement.

you," He watched as the newcamer wrote; “Dr. Parris Mitchell, Vi-

“Send the haggage up. I'm geing out first te—t@ leek around.” cOut on the sidewalk Parris stopped and slowly drew on his gloves. Twp men sitting in splitbottem rocking ehairs just outside the hotel doar stared and glanced at each other. When Parris walked away, one of them spoke slowly, “Say, did you see that fellow, putting on gloves?” “Gloves—in August!” ’ “Dr. Mitchell. Used to live here. Parris Mitchell,” “What's he wearing gloves for?" “He's Bou ving aver in Europe— in Vienna,"for five years. Maybe Going to be a doctor, over at the asylum.” , Parris walked across the square, At the corner he paused and

“Parris!” . “Randy—my dear!” “Oh, Parris, I'm sq glad te see

“Drake?” Randy had just started out when

white-painted gate open again. How is he?” Parris eaught her

“Randy lgpked ‘ away, then back

Don't Let BALDNESS ‘Hinder

ain. Her eyes dimmed a little. “¥ don't really know, Parris. I don't really know. He seems—meore like himself lately. But I can't tell.” Randy opened the door. Drake shrank back g little inte his pillow, and with an instinetive gesture he pulled the sheet up unger his chin. “Drake!” Parris held tight to Drake's hand gnd looked down into the, deeply pshadowed eyes. “Drake.” Drake moved his lips, but ne word came. His face was like a mask of thin stone. He shifted a little like an embarrased child and turned his face away. : Parris sat down on the edge of the bed and laid his cheek hard against Drake’s. Randy backed out of the door and closed it behind her. She went

low chair behind the stove.

Mary, blessed Mother

repeated the words over and over again, neither hearing the sgund of them, nor thinking of their meaning.

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