Thursday, January 28, 1937
THE HERMISTON HERALD, HERMISTON, OREGON.
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a Spread or Scarf
DEPUTY OF THE DEVIL
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Copyright, Ben
By BEN AMES WILLIAMS
Dr. Greeding, a wealthy and talented
middle aged surgeon, is possessed of seem
ingly supernatural powers Occasionally he
can wish for something extraordinary to
happen and have the wish fulfilled. Greed-
ing meets Ira Jerrell, a wealthy usiness
friend of his own age, who tells him he
loves his daughter Nancy and would like to
marry her. Dr. Greeding is pleased and
tells Jerrell he has a clear field. Nancy,
however, is in love with Dan Carlisle, an
assistant professor at the University who
has little means. They discuss marriage,
but decide to delay talking to her father
about it. Nancy, who has been playing ten
nis with Dan that afternoon, tells her father
she had been playing with a girl friend.
Greeding knows this is untrue and is secret
ly enraged. Stepping into his wife’s room
his eye falls on a marble statuette which
he dislikes
He picks it up. wishing he
could smash it to bits
Suddenly it is
snatched from his grasp as by an in
visible force and burst asunder.
Mrs.
Greeding is greatly disturbed over the
mysterious destruction of the statuette. The
doctor reveals that Ira Jerrell wants to
marry Nancy. On the way to a dinner
party a car cuts in front of Greeding's. He
angrily expresses the wish that the driver
would break his neck An instant later an
accident occurs in which this very thing
happens. At the dinner the Greedings meet
Prof Carlisle. Dan s father, and his daugh
ter Mary Ann. Dr Greeding is intrigued
by Mary Ann, who is a surgical nurse. Mrs.
Greeding tells Prof Carlisle about the de
struction of the statuett and he indicates
it might have been caused by a ‘polter-
geist. ’ a "racketing, mischievous spirit."
Greeding pretends to Nancy that he has no
objection to Dan. More interested in Mary
Ann, Dr. Greeding induces her to take a
position in his office Eventually he finds
he loves her Jerrell continues to see Nan
cy, whose love for Dan is unchanged. The
Greedings invite the Carlisles to dinner. Dr.
Greeding discusses with Prof. Carlisle the
subject of "poltergeists." the doctor tell
ing of some of his own experiences, but at
tributing them to a friend. Prof. Carlisle
comments: "He who eats with the Devil
will need a long spoon." The dinner party
Is interrupted by a call for Dr. Greeding
from a neighboring town. He asks Mary
Ann to accompany him. On the ride to
see the patient. Greeding is extremely hap
py. He invites Mary Ann to visit their
summer home. It is late when they finish
the call. Nancy i: disquieted when he kisses
her hand on parting. Mrs. Greeding up
braids him when he returns home.
CHAPTER IV—Continued
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Cotton Sagged Steadily; But Dr.
Greeding Continued to Buy.
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secret and wait. Dan, 1 have a
feeling that he's just waiting for
something to happen to separate us;
that he thinks we'll quarrel, or
you’ll find some other girl, or some-
thing like that!”
“He'll have a long wait,” he as-
sured her loyally.
"No, I'm serious,” she insisted.
“I'm worried. Dan. He'll stop us if
he can. And he's so shrewd and
wise." Then, remembering: “He's
changed lately. Mother says so.
and I see it myself. He always
used to be so calm; but now little
things upset him It's like having a
stranger in the house.”
“I suppose he blows off steam at
home.” Dan suggested; and he said:
' Mary Ann says he never gets up-
set when he's working, says nothing
disturba him. She thinks he’s a
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is something wrong with her hus
band. It never occurs to her that
there is anything wrong with her.”
“I haven’t changed,” she protest
ed.
"I haven’t either," he insisted. “I
always did resent your coming
down to breakfast frowsy and half
dressed, and gabbling like a hen.
But I’ve kept quiet about it for
twenty years.”
She said carefully: “I’m glad
you did, Ned. It has made the
years pretty happy ones fot me.”
So he knew a grudging contrition
for his words, and came to kiss her
cheek. “There,” he said. “Sorry,
Myra. Let me blow off steam on
you, won’t you?”
“Of course,” she agreed, forgiv
ing him completely. “As much as
you like, my dear.”
Early that evening Nancy and Dan
had gone in her car, with sand
wiches which she had herself pre
pared, to have a pionic supper to
gether beside the Cochituate reser
voir; they made a lark of it, enjoy
ing the fact that all about them at
little distances were other cars, oth
er young folk like themselves who
had come here to be alone.
“It makes me feel as though I
belonged,” Nancy confessea. “I sup
pose it’s common, but I like it. I
like to be doing the things all these
other girls are doing, riding out
here with their young men, and
whispering together in the darkness,
and making love.” She said half
dreaming: “It makes me feel as
though I were part of a big thing, a
universal thing.” She held Dan’s
hand tightly. “It is big, and uni
versal, Dan: this loving, this mat
ing, isn’t it?”
Dan chuckled. “Bless you, yes,
I suppose so,” he said. “But I
like to think it has never happened
to anyone but us before. Ño one
here can even half guess how I
feel about you,” he assured her.
“No woman could!” He said, with
mock gravity: “In fact, i serious
ly doubt if even a man could more
than vaguely understand the depth,
the profundity, the complexity—”
She smiled beside him, pressed
her fingers on his lips. “Hush,”
she bade him. “Those big words
are over my head. Just kiss me,
my dear; that’s something I can
understand!”
But in his arms she confessed
presently:
“Men are different,
though, aren’t they?” And she
asked: “Dan, do you like Father?”
“Like him?” he echoed. “Sure,
I think he’s a wonder.”
“So do I,” she admitted. “But
I’m scared of him.”
“Why?” he protested. “He’s been
mighty decent to us. I expected
him to rave and cuss and swear
and drive me out of the house with
a shotgun; but he has—"
She interrupted reflectively: “I
think that’s what worries me. When
he first guessed about us, I know
he was furious; but since then, he
hasn’t seemed to object at all—
except to want us to keep it
SYNOPSIS
To each of the people who knew
him best, this change presented it
self in a different guise. Paul Mas
ter, through whom Doctor Greeding
made his occasional investments,
saw it in the shape of a reckless
turn to speculation. Doctor Greed
ing had in such matters always
heretofore been willing to hear ad
vice and to be guided by sane coun
sels; but Associated Cottons was
not the sort of security calculated
to appeal to a conservative man,
and Greeding had always been con
servative. When during May and
June he steadily increased his pur
chases of this stock, Master was
more and more perplexed and un
easy. Cottons sagged steadily; but
Doctor Greeding continued to buy,
with a stubborn insistence which
Master's best arguments could not
shake.
From Mrs. Greeding's point of
view. Doctor Greeding altered in
the direction of an increasing irri
tability. He was apt to object to
things which hitherto had evoked
from him no least remonstrance.
Between any husband and wife
there grow up certain tolerances,
certain acceptances
It had been
so with these two Mrs. Greeding
always came downstairs to break-
fast, usually in a dressing-gown
and slippers and with a lace cap
to hold in order her untended hair.
Despite her presence. Doctor Greed
ing always read the morning paper,
and Mrs. Greeding always talked
to him constantly throughout the
meal, content with his monosyllabic
replies.
But now, when she did only what
she had always done, he might ex
plode: “I wish to heaven you
wouldn’t talk to me while I'm read
ing, Myra." Or: “Can't you find
time to brush your hair before you
come downstairs?" Or: “Isn't a
woman wiser to make herself pre
sentable in the morning before
greeting her husband?" Or, ob
scurely: "They've a rule ir. Sura
baya, 1 have heard, that no one
speaks to anyone else before break-
fast. It's a good one.”
Mrs. Greeding was disturbed; but
she was not in the least in awe of
her husband.
“Nonsense, Ned," she protested,
one morning. “I declare 1 don’t
know what's got into you all of a
sudden. You object to the things
I’ve done for years."
“Isn't the fact that you ve done
the same things for years enough
reason for wanting to change?" he
retorted
“No, of course not. People our
age are old enough to have ar
rived at a routine."
“Our age?" he demanded, in a
rising exasperation. “You appear
to think me on the verge of senili
ty ”
"1 think you're on the verge of
being a crosspatch," she said with
a wistful tenderness “Ned. dear,
what’s the matter with you lately?
Tired? Nervous? Are things going
badly at the office?"
“Nothing is the matter with me."
he assured her angrily “But you
take the typical feminine attitude.
If anything ruffles tne placid surface
of a woman's life, she decides there
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marvel!" He added, vaguely puz
zled: “And she says he’s a lot of
fun, too—joking all the time, and
gentle and kindly and considerate.
She likes him.”
Nancy shivered in his arms; and
he asked: “Cold?”
“No, not a bit,” she assured him.
“I don’t know why I shivered. Just
—something.”
CHAPTER V
It was not wholly true that Mary
Ann saw no change in Doctor
Greeding. She did not confess this
even to Dan; yet no woman can
be wholly unconscious of the fact
that a man’s thoughts are bound
tight around her.
A day or two after that trip to
Kennebunk together, disturbed by
her own perception of the develop
ing situation, Mary Ann came to
the Doctor to suggest giving up
her employment with him.
“I think Dan and Father need to
have me more at home,” she said
evasively. “To keep the house run
ning smoothly.”
He said seriously: “I can under
stand the need for you there; but
there is also a real need for you
here."
“You could get some one—"
He spoke directly, with a disarm
ing frankness. “Let’s be straight-
forward about this," he urged. “I
know what you’re thinking. You’re
—ill at ease, since our drive to
gether the other night. You sus
pect that—my interest in you is
rather more than professional I ”_
Her cheeks flamed; and he said
with a chuckle: “I suppose that
suspicion on your part is not un
natural; but Mary Ann, if it will
reassure you, I guarantee that I’m
not in danger of falling in love with
you.”
“Heavens!” she protested, laugh
ing. “I never thought that! You
must think me insufferably conceit
ed!”
He shook his head. “Not at all!"
You know that I like you. I ad
mire your ability, but I like you
personally too. Very much indeed.
But you need have no least mis
giving, Mary Ann." He added so
berly: “And in all seriousness, I
do need you here. You are in
valuable to me in my work. We
can save a good many lives to
gether, you and I.”
In the end she did stay. He
had, by stating her thoughts in plain
words, shrewdly succeeded in mak
ing them ridiculous, and so destroy
ing any reason she might have
had for leaving him
But also, she wished to stay. She
found in this association with his
work a daily pride and wonder. He
had a healing magic in his fingers.
He did miracles, without apparent
ly realizing that they were mir
acles. She saw him perform opera
tions which her training told her
were well-nigh hopeless; yet the
patient proceeded to swift and com
plete recovery.
Late in June. Mrs. Greeding and
Nancy went to the lake to open the
house for the summer, and the Doc
tor was left alone in Cambridge.
Mary Ann suggested one night that
he dine with them; but Doctor
Greeding declined.
“I suspect your father is a little
bored with me,” he said. And he
added: “I’m dining with Jerrell
tonight. I hope he will spend the
week-end at the lake with me. . . .
By the way, when can you and Dan
come up there? Sometime during
August, say?”
"I know Dan will want to,” she
asserted, added evasively: "I’m
not sure, myself."
But he insisted. “You must
come. Myra and I like to have
young people around. I suppose
it makes us feel a bit younger our
selves.”
“You’re the youngest man I
know,” she assured him, smiling
ly; but she did not promise to ac
cept this invitation.
He did dine that night with Jer
rell; and Jerrell asked: “How’s
Nancy? 1 had no chance to see
her before she went to the lake."
“You’d better run up with me
over the week-end,” Doctor Greed
ing suggested. “Myra will be glad
to have you, and Nancy too, I
know."
To this Jerrell readily agreed.
They arranged, before thej part
ed, that Jerrell should accompany
Doctor Greeding to the lake Fri
day night; and at Jerrell’s sugges
tion they chartered a seaplane and
made the trip by air. Doctor Greed
ing telephoned ahead, and when
they landed in the open water in
front of the island, a boat put off to
meet them, Nancy at the wheel,
some one beside her. Doctor Greed
ing with a quick resentment and
concern recognized Dan Carlisle. He
had not anticipated the possibility
that this young man would te here,
and regretted it; and when they
were in the boat, he saio almost
curtly :
"Hullo. Dan. Didn't expect to
see you."
"1 was on my way to the moun
tains,” Dan replied. "Just stopped
on my way through."
“I made him stay for dinner,"
Nancy explained, and turned the
boat toward shore.
Mrs. Greeding was on the wharf
to meet them. They moved up the
path to the house, and Jerreil made
appreciative comments. The house
was like a Swiss chalet in out
ward aspect, with a low red-tiled
roof. Within, they came into a big
living-room that extended to the
roof-beams, with a tremendous field
stone chimney like a column in the
center. A balcony ran along two
sides of this living-room at the
second-floor level, and bedrooms
were accessible from this balcony.
Doctor Greeding showed Jerrell his
loom, in the rear on the second
floor, then himself returned with
Mrs. Greeding to the big south bed-
room which they occupied
And
when they were alone there, he said
to her in a low tone, resentfully:
“You might have used a little
common sense. Myra. You knew
Jerrell was coming. There was no
need of his finding Dan here.”
She said defensively. “I was
playing bridge, at Mrs. Thurston’s,
when he telephoned. So Nancy an
swered, and when I got home he
was here. After all, if Nancy is go
ing to prefer Dan, she had better
find it out before she marries Ira
Jerrell, rather than afterwards.”
“She’d have too much native de
cency to find it out afterward,” he
retorted. “You know, she’s my
daughter.”
Mrs. Greeding chuckled in affec
tionate amusement. “Darling, of
course! You are a model of loyal
ty, I know. Not many middle-aged
wives can be as sure as I that their
husbands have never looked around
the corner."
“It’s not a thing to brag about,”
he retorted.
“It happens to be one thing I’m
proud of,” she insisted smilingly.
“The fact that you still love me. I
shall even boast about it, if I
choose.”
He said morosely: "I’ve heard
mothers boast about their immacu
late sons, when I happened to know
that the youngsters were plain dev
ils.”
She laughed. “Don t try to pre
tend that you’re fast and loose, my
dear,” she protested. “I know you
too well.” And she added, still
lightly: “Even if you and Mary
Ann—”
He exclaimed: “Myra, for heav
en’s sake don’t start being jealous.
Even if you are ready to think
the worst of me, you might have
more respect for Mary Ann. She’s
hardly a — home-wrecker, you
know. It's shameful to suggest—”
“There,” she protested, laughing
almost desperately, “I don’t sug
gest anything except that you have
a swim before dinner. Here’s your
suit.”
So he was silenced, and began to
undress.
After dinner Dan had tc leave.
Nancy suggested: “Shall we all go
for a boat-ride, drop Dan at the
harbor, and then have a run around
the lake afterward?”
Doctor Greeding caught his wife’s
eye. “Take Mr. Jerrell,” he sug
gested. “Ira, if you’re a timid
man, she’ll give you bad dreams.
There are some channels around
this lake that I won’t even tackle by
daylight, but Nancy knows them in
the dark. You go along!"
“I think I’ll go too,” Mrs. Greed
ing decided. “I—”
But Doctor Greeding said:
“I
want you to look over the bills with
me, Myra, so I can have the checks
sent out Monday.” And when pres
ently the others had departed, he
said irritably: “You’re singularly
dense, sometimes. Jerrell doesn’t
want to ride around the lake at
night with you!"
She seemed about to speak, then
held her tongue.
After Dan was gone, the week-end
passed pleasantly enough. Nancy
and Jerrell played tennis together;
they swam; they explored the lake.
Sunday on the tennis court Doctor
Greeding and Jerrell and the girl
shot at targets. Pistol-shooting was
the Doctor’s pet hobby.
Jerrell proved singularly inept at
this pastime. “I’d better stick to
fishing.” he confessed at last. “I
can cast a fly more accurately than
a bullet!”
And Nancy said: “I’ll take you
after bass this afternoon; see if
you’re as clever as you say.”
When Doctor Greeding and Jer
rell climbed into the plane for the
return trip to Boston early Monday
morning, the Doctor was well con
tent. Jerrell and Nancy had been
together constantly; and wher. Doc
tor Greeding said good-by to the
girl, he kissed her. and asked in a
whisper:
“Like Mr. Jerrell pretty well.
Nancy?”
“He’s a peach!” she agreed.
Mary Ann had already gone to
the hospital when he reached the
office; but he met her in the corri
dor outside the operating-rooms.
His smile quickened at the sight of
her.
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Service.
She remarked: “You look rest-
ea,” and he nodded.
“I am," he said. “Ready tc move
mountains.”
She laughed softly. “Nothing so
massive this morning," she replied.
The forenoon passed in a mo
notonous routine. When the last
case was done, he proposed: “Come
and lunch with me. You can tell
me what has been going on.”
She hesitated ; but then she as
sented, smiling at her own hesita
tion. “Very well,” she said.
“Do you like Italian food—mine
strone, ravioli?” he asked, when
they arrived at the restaurant.
“Of course. And 1 probably make
the best spaghetti in captivity,"
she assured him smilingly.
“That will take some proving,”
he told her. “They are famous
for it here.”
But even after lunch she still in
sisted on the superiority of her own
product. “We always have it Thurs
day nights,” she explained. “Maid’s
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1. Keep your head clear
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LUDEN’S^
Doubt Ruins
Never seek a friendship when
you are in doubt whether it will
work. It won’t.
Jerrell Asked, “How’s Nancy?"
night out, you know. Father and
Dan devour it by the bale, or bush
el, or whatever the unit of spaghetti
measure may be."
“I’ll
come,
some
Thursday
night,” he declared, “and give you
a chance to prove your claims.”
She hesitated, then she said:
“Do come! When?”
“This next Thursday?”
She said, half to herself, think
ing of appearances:
“Dan won’t be there this week;
but of course Father will!”
He read her thoughts, and was
quick to turn them into another
channel. “I saw Dan at the lake,”
he remarked. “He stopped off for
dinner, on his way to the moun
tains—was there when Jerrell and
I arrived.”
She smiled. “I expect that dis
tressed Dan. He knows Jerrell is—
fond of Nancy; and he feels pretty
keenly that he hasn’t much of any
thing to offer a girl like her.”
“He has—youth to offer,” said
Doctor Greeding, watching her re
action to this suggestion.
“That’s a fairly common asset,”
she pointed out. “If youth is a
man’s only capital, he’ll soon be
bankrupt. I’d rather rely on qual
ities acquired by years of life and
effort, than on the accidental—and
fleeting—virtue of youth!”
He looked at - her thoughtfully.
"You plead Mr. Terrell’s cause pret
ty warmly,” he suggested, an in
tangible uneasiness awakening in
him.
. She smiled, said in easy evasion:
“Oh, I was just talking abstrac
tions.” Then, abruptly: “It’s al
most two o’clock. We ought to get
back.”
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