Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 18 March 1942 — Page 22
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Kings Row
By Henry Bellaman
CHAPTER THIRTY
KINGS ROW was beginning to hear highly favorable things about Dr. Mitchell, but the more they heard, the less they saw of him. Someone said that he was a fine pianist. Everyone had heard more or less about his devotion to the sunfortunate Drake McHugh. It was thought very fine of- Dr. Mitchell ‘to maintain a loyal friendship for a boyhood acquaintance. Just lately there had been a bit "of" gossip about Louise Gordon. Rings Row knew that Louise had had a very bad nervous breakdown. Dr. Mitchell frequently walked in the iate afternoon with Louise, and it ‘was naticeable that Louise had “come out” amazingly.
. One startling piece of informa-
tion emerged from Louise's chatter. It concerned the Towers. It puzzled Parris a little that Louise should be able to recall so much of what her mother had said years! ago of other people, He brought himself quickly to attention at the ~ first mention of Dr. Tower and
Cassie. Then gradually he pieced].
together the casual fragments. He ‘was unable to recall precisely the words of Dr. Tower's diary at this point, but he was certain now that the mysterious person or , persons who had blocked his purpose of working at the asylum had been - the Gordons. : In the fall Louise had an attack of bronchitis, and Dr. Saunders, one of Kings Row’s older doctors, was .called. Dr. Saunders happily ‘ended Parris’ worries about Loulse. He advised Mrs. Gordon to take Louise to Florida for the winter, and when his own advices were ‘added, Mrs. Gordon agreed.
Parris did not realize how tired he was until Dr. Nolan ordered a reorganization of his schedule. There ‘were times when he felt too much . outside of the life Drake and Randy shared in the little white house. They were happy; their business was successful. ‘ Parris and Randy walked out toward the Old Cemetery : one afternoon. Randy was troubled, but he waited for her to speak.
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came presently to a small square inclosed with evergreen that reminded Parris of the thickets where he used to play with Renee. Severe granite slabs in the square had only names and dates: ALEXANDER Q. TOWER and CASSANDRA TOWER. Parris was surprised that the plot was so carefully tended. .. ~~ He looked at Randy. She colored and looked a little embarrassed. “I've been “taking care of these , Parris: Drake told me that Cassie and her father meant a lot to you? They went back through the little green alley and across the cemetery to the slope where the sunshine was warmest. : “Well, Randy.” “I don’t know how- to ‘begin, Parris. I've been hearing some stories that I don’t understand—" Parris felt a curious chill of apprehension. ; oii + “Well, go ahead.” 7 “It seems that talk sort of runs around and around and takes ‘on first one meaning, then another. When I first heard Louise's name mentioned, they said you were ‘going with’ Louise.” Art
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“I think he’s eating a box of chocolates from the girl friend.”
Parris held perfectly still. Randy ‘shook his arm violently. “Parris? Gad 5 wis ir - “Yes, Randy?” “You've got to tell me!” He shook his head.
“Then the stories are true?” “Listen, Randy: there are strange cases in medical history—like this. But it doesn’t follow that every operation Dr. Gordon performed was or could have been unnecessary. Do you know any of the details of Drake’s injury?” “He wasn’t run over, if that’s what you mean.” “He wasn't?’ "“No. He was caught by the train —some cars were being switched. He was under the car—between two of them. As near as I know he was sort of—I guess you'd have to Say pinched by a wheel that didn’t pass over him.” “Strange. I thought he was, He nevér talked to me about it.” “He doesn’t know.’ “I see.” “Parris. I've got something else to tell you. I made some inquiries —after I heard those terrible stories this winter. Sam Winters helped Dr. Gordon.” “Yes, I know.” “80 I got Sam Winters fo talking about it.” “Sam Winters said Dr. Gordon was a wonderful doctor and must have seen something he himself— ‘Sam,’ I mean—couldn’t understand. He said it looked to him like Drake was Just badly bruised.” “Oh; Randy! I can’t quite believe that!" “Sam was sure of one thing—" “Yes?” “Sam . was positive that there were no bones broken!” Parris strightened himself. “Now, listen. You've got to listen carefully. Sam Winter's testimony doesn’t mean a thing.” “Are you telling me the truth, Parris?” . : “Yes, - Randy. Absolutely. Dr. Gordon is dead. We've got to forget it.” “Parris!” “Yes, Randy. What?” “1 Jove Drake—better than’ anything in ‘the world. I didn't marry Drake out of pity. He is—always will be—the only man in my world.” | ‘Parris ‘took her hand. “It would be just like some meddlesome fool to drop some hint of this story out Dr. Gordon to him some Ap 6 ; “I know, Parris. I've thought of that.” : * “It must never happen. I think the whole structure would topple down, - again, and thai time we contaht rebuil it. He'd be gone.” Parris thought for a few minutes. “It’s strange, or curious, or some- : t" ‘wherever ‘there is a where in the story.” “#You do believe—" " “Hush!
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. WHEN PARRIS reached home he found a letter waiting for him, He read: - My Dear Mr. Mitchell: 1 am writing in order to make a rather melancholy report on Louise. Her general condition did not, improve here and I called in the doctor recommended to me by Dr. Saunders. It has seemed best, in his judgment, to keep Louise under close observation for an indefinite period of time, and we have accordingly removed her for the present to a private sanitarium where she can have the best of care. Jou can imagine, I am sure, my own great
memory of a great man and a great physician. . . It is my wish that Kings Row should know fully that Louise is in no ‘way responsible for whatever
fined in safekeeping. I have sent a note to Miles Jackson which I have worded discreetly, but clearly. I have also written to certain friends and acquaintances who will, I am sure, make mention of these late sad events and thus, in some measure, set wild tales at rest. Let me assure you again of my gratitude for your efforts in behalf of my poor child. For the rest I can only trust in the’ Maker of all things who holds us all in the hollow of His hand. Very truly yours, Harriet Gordon.
letter a second time, carefully. The word ‘‘confined” stood out on the page as if written in red. He could guess a large part of what had happened in Florida. It could not have been difficult for Mrs. Gordon to drive Louise to violence.
It was pretty clear that Mrs. Gordon was touched with religious fanaticism. If Louise's stories could be depended upon—and Parris was sure, that they could be—Dr. Dordon, too, had had more than a trace of the same fanaticism. The two of them must have worked up some
what they considered evil-doing.
Parris tried desperately to direct his own attention away from cer-
but sadism coupled with religious fanaticism was particularly dangerous. Such a person with a surgeon’s knife in his hands— Above all he must keep Randy from guessing what he—he stopped Yes: it was true! Of course it was true. How in the world has this man managed to go througn a whole
being called into question? Copyright, 1940, by Henry Bellaman (To Be Continued) (All events, names ters in this story ). :
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