Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 75
…you are supposed to be dead, that is what Mastadon and most of Chicago is lead to believe…
Once inside the door, Libby just about leapt from his seat screaming and pointing at the wall of books, “Bell, bell!”
“That is what Doctor Steinberg told me he was saying…. Bell, do you mean one of these?”
Constance goes to the wall, while Martin tries to cajole his friend. Alexander Graham Bell is there, as is the Liberty Bell, no bell peppers, but she makes her way to the Hemingway collection, pulling out For Whom the Bell Tolls, thereby exposing a legal sized manila folder to the light of day. Farewell to Arms and The Sun Also Rises must also come away in order to get the bulky unlabeled envelope out.
Martin sees what she is doing and gallops to her side. Fanny tries to calm the frantic Libby, but cannot, as he leaves the wheelchair on his own, though his atrophied leg muscles fail to hold his weight. Bedlam has broken out with no notice.
“Willard, are you… do you… I mean is that really you, back with us?” Martin is beside himself.
All he can do is cry tears of joy from the kneeling position, holding his face in his hands.
“It must be like coming back from the dead,” Constance is thrilled.
“I don’t know how much you’ve understood about our conversations, but you are supposed to be dead, that is what Mastadon and most of Chicago is lead to believe, the rest of the world that cares thinks you are still missing. Either way we must keep you under wraps until we can know how to proceed from this point forward.”