american tragedy

Chapter 76

Chapter 236
Hours passed, days passed, and then a week, even ten days passed, where was the doctor she could go to? He still doesn't know which doctor to go to.Every hour, every day, was the same threat to himself and to her.Her appearance and the words she asked showed how anxious and anxious she was. Sometimes she even yelled loudly, and he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He couldn't find any effective and quick way to heal her. The urgency, even the nerves have completely collapsed.Where can I find a doctor to take her to, with any chance of curing her? How can I find out?

He thought of everyone he knew, and finally pinned all his hopes on a man named Olin Short.It was a young man who opened a "men's department store" in Lycurgus, and made all the rich young men of the city his principal customers.According to Clyde's guess, he was a young man similar to himself in terms of age and hobbies.It has been of great help to him in instructing him in his attire since he has been here.Clyde noticed that Short was very energetic, liked to inquire, and was good at coping.In addition to being able to attract the attention of some girls, he is also very polite to his customers, especially those who he considers to be of higher social status than him, and Clyde is one of them.This Short, discovering that Clyde was related to the Griffiths, did everything in his power to establish an intimate and friendly relationship with him in order to enhance his social status.Clyde felt that Short was kind and useful, so he was at least superficially polite to him.For Short, this is also something to be happy about.Therefore, Short is the only person he can count as a close relationship, or a normal relationship, who can help, so you might as well ask him.Maybe you can get some useful news or advice.

Since he thought of him from this angle, every morning when he passed Short's place, Clyde would always politely nod and smile on purpose, and this went on for at least three days.On this day, he thought that under the current emergency situation, his work was almost done, so he walked into Short's shop.But whether he could talk about that dangerous topic this time, he was still not sure.He had planned to talk to Short about a young worker in the factory, newly married, who might be in danger of having a baby, but he was not strong enough, and he had asked him where he could find a doctor to relieve his emergency.An interesting point that Clyde originally wanted to add was that this young man, who was poor, timid, and not very smart, dared not say anything, and could not think of anything to do.

In addition, I would like to add that he himself knows better, although he can't point him to a doctor when he first arrives here (this is a point he remembered later, the purpose is to let Short know that he is never helpless, so , he himself does not need help from others), but he also told the young man about a temporary medicine.Following the story he made up, unfortunately the drug didn't help.So there had to be another available solution, which was to find a doctor. Short had been here a little longer, and, he had heard himself told, moved earlier from Gloversville.Clyde thought to himself that at least he would, it could be said that he should know a doctor.But since the situation is very special (and mentioning such things among his gang may cause them to gossip), he would rather ask someone like Short, who can do a special favor and keep the matter from getting out. .

On this day, it happened that Short was very happy because the business was very good.Clyde had come in, perhaps to buy a pair of shorts, and he said, "Oh, it's good to see you again, Mr. Griffiths, how are you? I was just thinking It's time for you to visit. Since your last visit, I have brought in a new batch of goods, and I will show you. Is Griffith's business going well?"

Short's attitude was always very enthusiastic, but this time he was especially happy because he really liked Clyde.But this time Clyde was very nervous because his plan was too risky, so he couldn't show the attitude he usually liked to pretend.

However, since people have entered the store, the plan has to be implemented.So he said, "Ah, it's not bad, there's nothing to complain about. I'm always busy with things, and you know that." He then touched the tie hanging on the shelf with an anxious expression.While he was babbling, Short turned and unwrapped some very fancy boxes of ties from a glass case on the shelf behind him, saying, "Don't look at those shelves, Mr. Griffiths, Look here. These are the ones I'm going to show you, and that's nothing to you. They just arrived from New York this morning." He picked a bunch of six and explained: "It's the most popular. Have you ever seen one of these around here? I'm sure you haven't." He glanced at Clyde with a smile, and thought, This young man has Such a good relative, but not as rich as those other people. It would be great if I could make friends with him, so that I can count as a bit of status here.

Clyde touched the ties with his hands, thinking that what Short said was true.But now he was flustered and confused, and when he was about to speak, the plan couldn't be carried out. "It's really good," he said, turning over the ties in his hand and thinking that in normal times, he would buy at least two ties. "I think I'll at least buy this one, and this one." He picked two and picked them up.At the same time, he was thinking about how to get involved in the more important matter that he came here for.Since he wanted to ask Short in his heart, what kind of tie should he buy in such a hurry? What a nonsense! But what a dilemma it is when things come to an end.But he had to say it, though trying not to say it too abruptly.He might as well take a second look, so as not to arouse suspicion, ask the socks.But why did he ask that? He really didn't need to buy it. Sandra had only recently given him a dozen handkerchiefs, some collars, ties, and a few pairs of socks.Even so, every time he decided to speak, his stomach would sink, for fear that he would not be able to pretend well, that he would not do it well, that he would be unnatural, and that he would not be able to convince others.Everything is so lovely, so unreliable, that it is likely to be revealed and ruined.Maybe he just couldn't talk to Short tonight.But he asked himself, could there be any more ideal opportunity to solve the problem than this?

Short went to the back of the store, and came out quickly, with a very friendly, even flattering smile on his face, and said, "I saw you at Finchley's on Tuesday night about nine o'clock. Went there, didn't you? Their house and yard are so beautiful."

Clyde noticed that Short really valued his social status here, and he always spoke with admiration and flattery.Thinking of this, he immediately cheered up, and also realized that if someone had such a mentality, then no matter what he said, the person who admired him would definitely understand it at least as much as usual out of awe. It's a little different.He looked at the socks and thought it would be easier to buy a pair, at least to ask questions.So he went on, "Oh, now that I think about it, I almost forgot. There's something I've been meaning to ask you, and maybe you can tell me a little bit about it. There's a guy in the mill, a young lad, I haven't been married for a long time, I think it's only about four months, and I'm a little troubled because of my wife." He paused because he saw a slight change in Short's expression.Therefore, whether he can succeed this time is still unknown.But the words have already been spoken, and it is impossible to go back.He smiled uneasily, and continued: "People always come to me when they have any troubles. I really don't know why. But maybe they think that I should know more about this matter." He smiled again, "The problem is that I'm not familiar here, so I'm always stumped. But I think, you've lived here longer than me, so I might as well ask you."

When he spoke, he tried his best to be indifferent, but he felt that this trick was really not wise, and Short would definitely think he was a fool or a lunatic.But for Short, while taken aback by the nature of the question, which seemed a little strange to think it had come out of Clyde's mouth and addressed to him, he also noticed that Clyde suddenly seemed restrained and very nervous. He was uneasy, but when he thought that he was so trusted and told him such a difficult matter, he immediately resumed his humble attitude and replied: "Oh, of course, if there is anything I can do for you If so, Mr. Griffiths, I'd be more than happy to go on, what's the matter?"

"Well, it's like this," Clyde continued, and the other party's enthusiastic response lifted his spirits again.But he spoke in a softer voice, which was justified in order to give some ambiguity to this dreadful subject. "His wife hasn't been here for two months, but he still can't afford a baby and doesn't know how to get rid of it. He came to me last month and I asked him to try a medicine that usually always It works." He said this in order to leave an impression on Short, that is, in such a situation, he has some ideas and some methods, so that people will not be suspicious of his girlfriend. "But, I see, he can't get it right. Anyway, now he's got a lot of trouble over the matter, and he's looking for a doctor who'll help him, you know. But I don't know the doctor here either. Here you go. It's only been a while. I know three or four doctors over there (Short pretended to smile knowingly to impress him), but here, things are very different. If I asked my group, Once it gets to the ears of my relatives, they will definitely misunderstand. I think if you know someone, you must tell me. I didn't want to cause this trouble, but I was worried about this guy."

He paused for a moment, mainly because Short seemed willing to help and seemed to be listening carefully, and his own face was much more confident than when he first started.As far as Short is concerned, although he still feels very surprised, he is still willing to try his best to help.

"You said it's been two months now?"

"Yes."

"And the thing you said doesn't work, does it?"

"does not work."

"She's used it again for the past two months, hasn't she?"

"Yes."

"Well, it's bad, it must be. I think it must be pretty bad. The thing is I haven't been here very long, Mr. Griffiths. I only bought the place a year and a half ago, and if it was in Griffiths Loverisville's words..." He paused, as if, like Clyde, it had occurred to him that it would be unwise to dwell on such matters.But after a pause, he added: "That sort of thing is always hard to do anywhere, you know? Doctors are always afraid of getting in trouble, too. But over there, I've heard of such a thing." The thing is, a girl went to a doctor, and the fellow lived a few miles away. But she was of good family, and the fellow who took her there was well-known in that area. But would the doctor give strangers Look, I don't know. He might see it, though. I know it happens a lot, you might try it. If you point that guy to him and tell him not to mention my name, And don't say who sent him there. Because there are a lot of people who know me there, and if anything happens, you know, I don't want to get involved. You know what's going on anyway."

Clyde replied gratefully: "Oh, of course, he must understand that. I will tell him the name of anyone." After finding out the doctor's name, he took out a pencil from his bag, and a Notepad, remember it carefully, in case the information of this important person is misremembered.

Seeing his relieved expression, Short thought to himself: I don't know if there is such a worker, maybe it's Clyde's own trouble.Why should he inquire for a young worker? It is always a pleasure to do him a favor anyway.At the same time, he thought that at some point in the future, if he was willing to spread this matter, it would be such a wonderful gossip in this city.Maybe Clyde himself was playing with some girl here, and something happened to her, otherwise, Clyde would be too stupid to work for others, especially just a worker.He certainly wouldn't sell so much power for this.

Still, he gave the man's name, gave his initials, told what he could remember about the house, and described where the bus stopped and what the house looked like.Clyde, now that he had his way, thanked him and went out of the shop.The trader then looked at him from behind, kindly but slightly suspiciously.I thought to myself, these rich young people.He knows a lot of people here, and if he follows them, he may know someone who is more informed than me.Ah, maybe it was just to avoid them, so I didn't dare to ask around.It was not known which girl he had had trouble with, it must have been the young Finchley girl.It's hard to say, I see them together sometimes, and she's a very flirtatious person, but, ah, isn't that...

(End of this chapter)