The Prodigal Girl
“she gasped. “Why, Chester, it is tomorrow already, and you haven’t been to sleep yet! You know the doctor wouldn’t possibly give his consent to your traveling tomorrow!”She said the last in a soothing tone as one would speak to a sick child who demanded cake and ice cream.“The doctor has nothing whatever to do with this,” he said impatiently. “It is something you and I have to settle. As a matter of fact, if it comforts you any, I mentioned it to the doctor that I might be going away on a long ...trip tomorrow, and he seemed to think it would be the best thing I could do.”She lay still, growing cold at the thought of the inevitable, unable for the moment to take in all that had befallen her in one short night.She was still so long that he thought she had gone to sleep.“Eleanor,” he asked cautiously, “you’re not asleep? Why, Eleanor, you’re not crying, are you?”“N–no, Chester,” she managed with a little catch of her breath. “I’m just—just—thinking!MoreLess
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