produced/written by G. Matthew Smith

EPISODE #49 (Thursday 6/28/01) click here for a printable version of this episode
same day - October 1935


Albanyville UniversityStephanie LakeStephanie Lake moved briskly along the sidewalk as she headed toward the library.  "Two research papers due on the same day!" she grumbled to herself.  "How am I supposed to get them both done and keep up with my work study?  Don't these professors ever talk to one another?  Don't they know that it's too much work?"  She juggled her books again and turned the corner.  An odd sight directly in front of her stopped her dead in her tracks.

She furrowed her brow, not exactly believing what she was seeing.  Clark Saxon and Helen Van Dyne were standing and talking to each other.  She quickly remembered Helen's spiteful comments at Jillian's engagement party and grew curious as to what they were discussing.  Surely Helen wasn't filling Clark's head with stories about how she'd schemed to separate Reginald and Jillian!  Stephanie grew nervous and feared what Clark's reaction would be.  She knew Helen would greatly over exaggerate her manipulations and was terrified that he'd never want to speak to her again.

Silently, Stephanie crept up on them unnoticed and positioned herself behind a bush so that she could hear their every word.  She just had to know what Helen was saying about her.

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54 Spring Lake Dr., Albanyville, IL"Mr. Preston!" Douglas Davis spoke up as he stood in the doorway of the library.  "Helga told me to come on in."

"Hello, Mr. Davis," Thornton said as he rose from his desk and approached him.  "I'm glad you came so quickly."

"From your housekeeper's phone call, it sounded urgent."  Douglas shook Thornton's hand, followed him back to his desk, and took a seat on the opposite side of Thornton.  "And please, call me Douglas."

"All right, Douglas."  Thornton took a deep breath and looked intently at him.

Douglas Davis"So, I'm assuming you've called me here to discuss your contract."  Douglas carefully braced himself for a heated discussion of its terms and conditions.  "I should tell you before hand that no matter what you say or try to do, Callison Publications is not prepared to release you from your obligations.  You are still contracted to hand over The Manhattan Conflict and we expect you to make it available for publication at once!  Now, I have gone over your contract again and I've made a few possible revisions that I'd like for you to look at.  I think they might make things more to your liking."  Douglas reached into his briefcase and prepared to pull out the edited contract.

"Put that silly thing away."  Thornton waved his hand to signify his disinterest.  "I didn't call you hear to discuss that blasted contract."

Douglas grew quiet and looked at him curiously.  "Then why did you call me over here?"

"I want to talk to you about my will, Douglas."  Thornton took a deep breath and leaned back in his chair.  "I need you to make some revisions for me."

"But, Mr. Preston, I am not your attorney.  I am Charles Callison's attorney.  I don't know if I should really be handling your personal matters.  Don't you have your own attorney to handle such things?"

Thornton Preston"Yes, in fact, I do."  Thornton kept his eyes firmly focused on Douglas.  He hoped he hadn't made an error in judgment.  He hoped Douglas could be trusted to keep his personal matters secret.  Through his dealings with him over his contract, he'd come to respect Douglas and his skills as a lawyer.  He knew he could adequately handle the changes he needed.  "However, my personal attorney is in New York and he's tied up with other matters.  I consider these changes to be very important and I need to have them made immediately.  I will trust that you keep this between us."

"Of course."  Douglas clearly knew the confidence that was required between attorney and client.  Though he represented Callison Publications in their business dealings, this was a personal matter.  He was positive he could keep his alliances separate.

"No one must ever learn of these changes."  Thornton paused for a moment as a dark cloud passed over his eyes.  "At least until they are needed to be revealed.  No one is ever to see this will until after my death."


The Wishing Well Soda Shoppe"He is just so cute!" Eliza Campbell gushed as she propped her chin in her hands and stared at Randy as he sat at a table across the room.

"Would you quit mooning over Randy Lamont and help me study for this test!"  Maggie shot her friend a hateful look and began to quickly grow annoyed.  "My mother will absolutely kill me if I don't pass this test!  If I don't get my grades up, she'll never let me go to the Fall Dance."

"You'll do fine," Eliza assured.  "Just stick with me and I'll get you through.  You just have to help me get Randy to ask me to that dance!"

Maggie Callison"We tried that already."  Maggie gritted her teeth and glared at her.  "It didn't work, remember?  Just give up on this little crush of yours and find someone else to take you."

"I don't want anyone else to take me!  I want Randy!"

Maggie slumped back into her seat and rolled her eyes.  "Your mother is going to have a fit!  You know Randy lives in that old farm house out by my family's stables.  His brother works there!  She'll never let you go to the dance with him!  She can be rather...rather..."


"Well...yes!"  And Maggie couldn't say that she disagreed with Eliza's least not in this case.  Though Eliza's mother Corinne Campbell had made several unkind remarks concerning Maggie's mother Francis, Maggie clearly understood her position as far as boys like Randy were concerned.  Girls with the social background and upbringing that Maggie and Eliza had did not associate with boys like that!

"I don't care what she thinks!  She's not dating him!"

"And apparently, neither are you."

"Would you quit being so argumentative and just help me!"  Eliza folded her arms across her chest and stuck her bottom lip out in a pout.

"If you want to go to the dance with him so bad, then why don't you just ask him yourself?"

"Oh, I couldn't!" Eliza gasped as her hand flew up to her chest in shock.  "I couldn't never ask a boy for a date!  That just wouldn't be proper!"

"And I suppose conning him into asking you out would be?"

Eliza Campbell"Well, that's different!  You know as well as I do that boys don't ever know what they really want.  It's always up to us girls to make up their minds for them."  Eliza allowed her eyes to drift over to Randy again and she let out a small sigh.

"That's it!" Maggie spoke up as she shot up out of her seat.  "I see that I'm going to have to take drastic measures if I have any hopes of getting you to focus your attention on me and my problems!"  She grabbed Eliza's hand and pulled her out of her seat.

"What are you doing?" Eliza gasped as she tried to resist.  "Let go of me!"

"Not until we settle this once and for all!"  Maggie kept her firm grasp on Eliza's hand and drug her over to where Randy was sitting.  "Hello, Randy," she spoke up as she glared at Eliza before turning to face him.

"Um, hello, girls," Randy muttered hesitantly and quickly grew nervous.  He could tell something was clearly up, but what?

"Randy, are you still dateless for the Fall Dance?" Maggie asked rather pointedly.

"Y-yes, I am."  He blushed slightly at the awkwardness of the situation.  "In fact, I've decided that I'm not going."

"Well, you're changing your mind!"  Maggie smirked slightly and then looked at Eliza.  "She's dateless, too!  Or, rather, she was."

Eliza's jaw dropped in horror.  Surely Maggie wasn't going to do what she thought she was going to do.

Randy Lamont"I don't think I understand what you're getting at."  Randy's eyes jumped from Maggie to Eliza and then back again.

Maggie let out a sigh and rolled her eyes.  "What I'm saying is that you two aren't dateless anymore."  She looked at both of and saw the looks of confusion on their faces.  In one, swift movement, she pushed Eliza towards Randy and took a step away.  "You two are going to the dance together!  That's final!"  As Eliza's jaw dropped in horror and embarrassment, Maggie quickly turned on her heel and stormed away.

"Oh, I can't believe she did that!" Eliza gasped as she turned to face Randy.  "I'm so mortified!"

"Well, it's not necessarily a bad idea." he commented as he smiled at her.


"You and me going to the dance together isn't such a bad idea.  Neither one of us has a date.  Why don't we go together?"

"Why, Randy, if I didn't know better, I'd think you were asking me for a date!"  Eliza lowered her head coyly and faked a blush.

"Well, maybe I am."  He smiled at her and suddenly began to grow excited about the dance.

As a grin began to spread across Eliza's face, she decided that maybe Maggie did know what she was doing after all.