isa-normaladvance-1915-00123

Description:	THE NORMAL ADVANCE123As he caught sight of her his sweet face lightedup with a joyful smile, and he immediatelylanded the tiny machine and ran to her, catching her in his arms with all the effusion offather-love.How I have missed you, he exclaimed,and how good it is to have you back.I am glad to be back, father, dear, she replied, as she pulled a tiny gold case out of herpocket. She quickly tore a scrap of sanitarypaper screening from it, and placed it over hermouth, to kiss him.How well the baby looks, she went on, Iwish I could kiss her too. But I suppose thedoctors know best and when she is six yearsold, and cannot contract infantile diseases, Ishall hug her and kiss her to make up for allthe time I have lost.And so shall I, said Mr. Dunning. Sometimes I can scarcely keep from kissing her. ButI know we shall be repaid. The scientists tellme she will be very intelligent—I had her headexamined just the other day. We were certainly repaid with you.Thank you, Jean answered. But I mustgo, father, I am going to see Jack this evening.Goodbye, Jean. Ill see you again beforelong? •Yes. Ill be down to dinner in ten minutes.But I cant wait, so you must be on time ifyou want to eat with me. She hurried backto the upper floor, where she had left her aeroplane waiting. In it she flew to a florists,where she purchased a beautiful bouquet ofpale blue roses. Then she returned home, anddescended to the first floor. She glanced overthe room in search of her father, but he had notyet come.Late, as usual, she murmured, glancing atthe watch on her wrist. She seated herself inone of the large cozy-looking chairs standingabout the room, and pressed a button in thearm. Immediately a door opened at one endof the room and a serving table ran through ona single track, bearing smoking hot food. Itstopped just in front of her, and she ate daintily. Before she had finished, her father entered, and seated himself near her.I did not mean to be late, he began, as hisdinner approached. The baby was a littlenervous and did not go to sleep at once, as shegenerally does. I had to sing to her a littlewhile.That was too bad, said Jean. Did she appear to be well Oh, yes, he answered. She went to sleepas soon as I began to sing.In about five minutes Jean pressed the buttonto remove her table, and arose hurriedly, placing a fresh screen over her mouth to kiss herfather goodbye.I am sorry I cant stay, she consoled him,I want to get to Jacks as soon as possible.She went up to her room, on the ninth floor,and immediately changed her suit. Then sheran a noiseless vacuum cleaner swiftly over herface and hands, and smoothed her hair with aself-operating brush fastened to the wall. Afterexamining herself scrutinizingly before thelarge mirror covering one side of the room, shetook the roses and went up to her aeroplane,in which she was soon speeding northward toward the Hollins residence in Boston. As sheflew through the cool night air its darknessbroken by the lights of other private machines,or by the warning glare of the areo-trains,speeding in high altitudes, her thoughts centered on Jack Hollins.I dont see why he doesnt want to give upthe name Hollins, she thought. Dunningis just as well-sounding a name, I am sure. Heis so different from other men. He says heloves me, but he wont marry me yet, becauseI would make him too much of an ignoramus.But he doesnt need to know politics and thingslike that—they would not be of any use tohim. * * * There is Boston, she concluded,as she sighted the lofty station. Dipping downwards, she gradually slowed until she finallycame to a stop above Hollins residence. Shesent her card down a chute by the elevator, and
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