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CHAPTER X
“No, keeping her away from
me. I’m sure she doesn’t care for j
me and I want to avoid a scene
with her. Richard is very fond of I
Dr. and Mrs. Farquhar and I’m
sure they’ve no idea of the way
Naomi is acting. In the morning
when she’s teaching the children
I’m in the laboratory, but I'm
afraid a whole day of Naomi and
Richard fawning over each other
is more than I can take.”
To her surprise, Cliff frowned.
“I think you’re being unfair.!
From what I can gather, the in
fatuation is all on Naomi’s side.
But if it will mean being with
you, Janet, I’ll come, of course.” j
When she returned, it was to
find Mr. Prentice’s tonneaued
town car at the entrance to Oak
hart. As she walked by it she was
startled to see a thin, white-sac-.
ed little boy peering from the;
back seat. He was almost lost in
the heavy folds of a steamer rug.
“Well,” she said, “wno are
you?”
“Jonathan Prentice,” he said
seriously.
“You are? Is Mr. Prentice your
grandfather?”
Before the chilld could reply, |
the liveried chauffeur turned
stifJy in the front seat. “Mr.
Prentice is Jonathan’s father,!
ma’am.” He smirked at some hu
morous secret of which Janet was
evidently supposed to be aware.
She ignored him and stared at
the child. He was very delicate
in appearance, his skin so thin
and clear that the veins at his
temples were a deep blue. He:
couldn’t be more than nine, yet ‘
Mr. Prentice was easily sixty. It .
was all very strange, somehow
Janet had never thought of Mr.
Prentice as having a family of
any sort.
As she turned, Richard and
the lawyer appeared at the front
door. Mr. Prentice hurried over ;
to the car and stared anxiously i
at the child. “Not too cold, are'
you, son,”
The youngster shot him a wan
smile and shook his head.
“I didn’t even know you had a
child, Mr. Prentice,” Janet said.
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I “Yes,” he said. “Jonathan is
I my entire family he s all I
have.”
Snow began to fall before noon
on Sunday. Not the gentle, slow
fall of a temporary, quick-melting
coating, but the thick, swirling
hard-driven kind that swiftly
formed a new layer over the two
foot-deep crust surrounding Oak
hart.
Janet wondered, even hoped,
that it might keep Naomi in the
city—but promptly at twelve she
and Cliff arrived. Naomi was ex
cited.
“Isn’t this weather thrilling!
If Clift hadn’t had chains 'we’d
never have made it—we passed
dozens of stalled cars.”
It was plain that Cliff didn’t
share her enthusiasm, he even
seemed worried, an unusual emo
tion for him.
“If it keeps up we hiay have
to ski back,” he said half jok
ingly.
“We can always put you up,”
Janet said politely, though the
thought of Naomi and Cliff being
snowbound at Oakhart appalled
her.
Naomi smiled a little secretly,
but didn’t reply; instead, she
spun around in a circle until her
dark hair took out like a shim
mering fan.
“Clifi, come and see my school
room—it’s about the prettiest one
a teacher could have.”
Clhf followed her obediently
into the playroom.
“How is your work going at the
hospital?” Richard said.
‘‘Much against my will, I’m ap
parently to become a pedi
atrician,” he grinned ruefully.
“My greatest accomplishment is
telling mothers different ways of
disguising castor-oil.
Naomi raised her eyes. “What’s
wrong with that?”
“Cliff has his heart set on be
coming a surgeon,” Janet inter
posed.
“Is that all? Maybe I could fix
I it up with God, Cliff—he could
i have you transferred to another
department.”
His lace reddened. “No, thanks,
Naomi, this is my own private
battle.”
“But it’s silly to waste your
life doing something you don’t
like.”
“Maybe it’s silly,” Richard said,
“but a great many people do it.
Seriously, though, Broffson, why
don’t you have a talk with Win
dell?”
“I had one talk with him be
fore you left the hospital—that
was enough.”
His eyes blazed and he began
to concentrate on Mrs. Miles’ ap
ple pie. Janet knew he was re
membering the scene in the op
erating room and was still half
blaming Richard for the senior
surgeon’s criticism which fol
lowed. Hastily her mind sought
to introduce a new topic of con
versation.
They sat around the den after
dinner, desultorily making con
versation. Several times Janet
saw Cliff’s eyes stray to the win
dows and the ominously gray
skies and dizzily whirling snow.
She knew he longed to leave and
was only staying because of his
promise to her. Once when she
caught him he flushed painfully
and stared across the room to
where Naomi was discussing one
of her new theories about child
psychology with Richard. At last
he got to his feet.
“I hate to break up what I can
tell is a highly scientific discus
sion, Naomi, bht well have to be
leaving soon and I’d like to see
Dr. Eynon’s laboratory before we
go.”
Richard seemed surprised and
pleased and the two disappeared
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into the lab.
Janet felt uneasy. What was
Cliff up to now? He had shown
no interest in the alterations at
Oakhart when she had wanted
to show them to him a month
or so ago, yet he looked very de
termined as Richard led him out
of the room.
She and Naomi didn’t attempt
to talk. There was a little left
to say when they saw each other
nearly every morning. They each
selected a magazine and began
to read.
Fifteen minutes later the two
men returned. There were grim
white lines around Richard’s j
mouth and Cliff looked sullen.
“Come on, Naomi, we’ve got to
be leaving—it's been very nice,
Janet.”
• I’m glad you came, Cliff, make
it again soon . .
Her voice trailed off—a queer,
muifled explosion had come from
somewhere outside. They all stood
silent, waiting . . .
It came again, louder, and this
time it was followed by the brit
tle tinkle of breaking glass in the
kitchen.
Richard's face turned red with
anger, his mouth tightened.
: “Someone,” he muttered, “seems
' to have forgotten that the hunt
iny season is over.”
He dashed into the kitchen and
; they heard the back door slam
Janets heart began to pound
i with fear.
They stood there in the hall
listening, the three of them—Ja
net, Naomi and Cliff.
Abby came out of the play
room and hurried past them;
they were hardly aware of her.
Janet’s pulse waws throbbing in
her throat;, she put out her hand.
“Cliff, I’m afraid, I’m afraid
,,
“Easy, Janet”. His fingers
tightened on her arm. He picked
up his coat. “I’ll go outside and
see if I can help.” He looked away
from her to hide the uneasy pre
i monition in his eyes-
They followed him uncertainly
into the kitchen. One of the
I small leaded panes was lying in
I fragments on the floor and al
ready snow was drifting through
] the gaping hole.
Mrs. Miles came in from the
cottage, her gray hair so pow
dered with flakes that it resem
bled an old-fashioned wig. “Ii
thought I heard a shot,” she said,
and stared at them, a question in
her eyes.
“Someone broke the window,”
I Janet explained. “Richard has
! gone outside to investigate. Mrs.
Miles, please go in and stay with j
j the children we’ll be right
back.”
Richard and Abby had preced
ed them, their floundering steps j
making a blurred, indistinct pat-■
tern in the new layer of snow.
The trail led around the house,
away from the kitchen.
They trudged along in single
file and just as they turned the
•corner near the children’s sun
room, another shot rang out. It
was followed by a shout from
Richard, muffled and angry . . .
“Put down that gun, you fool!
Lou’re going to do some real
damage.”
It relieved Janet so to hear his
voice that she almost smiled. The
man must be crazy, she thought.
What would anyone be shooting
at in a snowstorm? Then a new
fear seized her—not crazy, but
foolish, childish! Not responsi
ble .. .
“Richard! Richard*” she called
! frantically, but the storm dead
ened her words as though a blan
ket had been tossed over her
head.
They almost collided with Ab
by. She was standing stolidly un
der an apple tree and slowly be
ginning to look like one of the
children’s snow statues; her
homely face waws red with cold.
“It’s my poor brother, William,”
she said through stiffening lips.
Their eyes followed her pointing
finger.
Richard was standing about
forty yards away, and beyond
him, a large figure in hip boots
and a well-padded hunting jacket
was menacingly waving a rifle.
His wild, dark face was not
threatening, however; instead,
he scowled and smiled alternate
ly like a child guarding a new
toy.
“You leave me alone!” he
shouted, “this is my gun.”
“You’re going to hurt some
one,” Richard said gently. “Yon
have already broken a window.”
Abby moved forward a few
steps. “Let me talk to him, Doc
tor.”
William was distracted momen
tarily by the sight of his sister
and Richard took advantage of
his inattention to inch nearer
him.
(To Be Continued)
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AS MAINE GOES . . . Gov. Hor
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for second term on the Republi
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in the state house reading the
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OVERCOMING MANY ERRORS
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His company manufactures
typesetting machines, and many !
of these were used in the war ef
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machines out and to get them out
fast. In addition, the corpora
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production of munitions —in fact,
by far the greater part of the
personnel was so engaged. The
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the men, so new people had to
be shoved into their places. As a
result, errors, mistakes, slips,
maddening delays.
Once Mr. Van Liew would haul
the people up on the carpet, lec
ture them. But would get no
where. The mistakes would still
occur.
One day he overhead two of
the employes discussing an error
one had made. The man describ
ed it as a “5-cent error.” Then
and there an idea was born in
Mr. Van Liew’s mind—he would
try an “error kitty box.” That is,
every time one of the office force
made a mistake, he was to walk
up and shove a nickel into the
box, along with a slip describing
the error. Then Mr. Van Liew
agreed to match that nickel. In
other words, when anyone made
a mistake, 10 cents would fall
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boy, before you come a bad cropper.” And some bad
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into the error box.
Once a month there is an of
fice dinner paid for by the good
kitty box. Os course, Mr. Van
Liew contributes half the cost,
but that is all right with him.
After dinner, the slips detail
ing the mistakes are hauled out
of the box. They are divided into
two categories—errors of omis
sion and errors of commission.
Mr. Van Liew reads these aloud,
but does not make any comment.
The other employes now discuss
them and suggest ways by which
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