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Hilltop House (Continued from page 13) But perhaps he'd had a house call. Mrs. Gerardi, perhaps, the wealthy old widow who'd grown so attached to him. She was chronically ill enough to warrant Ricky's time whenever she called him, even though she usually ended up pressing him into service as a canasta opponent. I smiled, turning back down the steps, recalling Ricky's rueful admission that, since she knew he wasn't as yet overloaded with patients, she had him on toast. And she'd made it plain that Ricky's time and attention, as doctor and friend were worth a great deal of money to her. I was just getting into the station wagon when Ricky's car pulled up behind me. He was out almost before he'd stopped it. "Julie! What a break! I almost missed you." You have missed me, dear," I said regretfully. "I've got to run. But I had to come over about Jeff. I'm so proud and happy, and you've made your brother and sister-in-law very happy, too. Now if that isn't enough — " "Proud?" Ricky took my hands and stooped to peer closely at me. "Never mind the rest. Proud, Julie? That sounds almost as if I'd done you credit. And you can't do someone credit unless you sort of belong to them. . . ." His voice warmed. "It sounds almost as if you cared." "I've got to go." I touched his cheek briefly with my hand and opened the station wagon door. "You're all right, though, aren't you? I mean — not too disappointed about the hospital? I'm sure you won't lose by this, Ricky." "You're darn right." His eyes grew eager. "What I just found out at lunch today makes me twice as glad about what I did. Doreen told me they're looking for a new clinic chief, and there's a chance I might be considered. That would be a much more sensible spot for me right now — " He must have seen some change in my expression, for his eagerness dimmed slightly. "Doreen asked me to meet her for lunch today, that's why I was out so long. But if what she told me is even halfway true, the time was more than worth it. She's being a good friend. I don't know why she's taking such an interest, but mine not to question why. Just likes doing things for people, I guess." I said casually, "It's possible, though she hardly seems the type to put herself out for just anyone. It sounds exciting, Ricky. I hope it works out." We stood there irresolutely, both conscious of the sudden constraint that had cooled the meeting, and then I turned determinedly and got into the car and slammed the door. We had a date for that evening, but I did something I've rarely done. I had Hannah call and say I wasn't feeling well enough to be good company, and had gone to bed. I did go to bed, and I wasn't feeling well, but the distress wasn't physical. Lunch dates with Doreen Gordon. Tennis dates with Doreen Gordon. Help from Doreen Gordon, help nobody else in town could possibly give a young, ambitious doctor. And yet I knew in my very bones, knew the way a woman does know, that Ricky was in love with me. If Doreen were old or ugly or married, would she be bothering me so much? Next came a call from Doreen. "Will you come to dinner on Wednesday? Small dinner, no fuss. Only please dress. Daddy will be away, and I love to run real dinners all by myself!" To my own surprise I said promptly, "Thank you, I'd love to." But I didn't want to! In my right mind I would have f I dreamed I went to the Circus in mu maidenform bra % ©A I'm the Circe of the circus... the gal in the gallery with the gala Maidenform figure! Clowns jump for joy in the center ring— and the applause is all for my curves... circled so smoothly, so spectacularly by circular-stitched Chansonerte*! Shown: Maidenform's Chansonette*, in your favorite fabrics. . .from 2.00 Send for free style booklet. Maidenform, New York 16 jlkThere is a maidenform for every type of figure* REO. U. S. PAT. Off. 1953 MAIDEN FORM BRASSIERE CO.. INC. CLOWN COSTUME: 71SH CAOWALLApER 23