Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1903-07-29
THE WORLD CHANGED.
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CO HE strains Of dreamy waltz
We're filling the big ballroom
when Guy Maxwell came to claim
BIZ partner. 1t was the beginning of
De winter season In Southern Cali
fotnia, and the Hotel del Carnado
was filled to overdowing with guests
escaping from the cold Eastern win
ter. The dance was merely the ordi-
nary Saturday evening one, but the
floral decorations had the appearance
OF some large function.
Neither Maxwell nor his partner
spoke, and before the music ceased
playing he stopped rather abruptly and
saying: "shall we go outsider" led
her through the door on to the glass
veranda which runs the whole length
of the hotel on the side fronting the
sea.
4 a sudden shudder on her part broke
the spell that held them, and che
turned suddenly toward him.
ut is strange that we should meet
like this he said, striving to keep
the passionate longing ont OF his voice.
When we last danced together-do
you remember
II remember everything" she an
swered, softly. TT is two years ago
now, isn't it?"
Two years ago. he repeated, "and
lifetime
4 Sybil Delaunay shivered little and
her figure lost some of its naughty
alertness.
IL hoped you had forgotten" she
said, tremulously.
He laughed bitterly.
II heard you had left New York, but
no one seemed TO know where you
had gone
Eyes, left New York, gave up my
profession and came here, MS far away
as could get, my one desire being to
escape from anything and everything
that reminded me of you"
"You live here then?''
''Near here, in the mountains. 1
have a ranch"
You are happy now; you have for
gotten?" she almost whispered.
Il thought SO until tonight. But
when i saw you knew that was hope
less; that all the fight, the striving
to keep back the memories and put
you cut of my life were in vain. You
are and always will be the one woman
in the world for me-"
Don't you think" she said, new
tone to her voice and speaking very
slowly and softly, ''that-if you he'd
waited little-had not been in such
a hurry to get away--it might have
been better? Women do not. always
know their own minds, you know"
Her voice was SO low that he had
to bend down to hear. and then he
saw her face and new light flashed
into his own.
He put his hands on her shoulders
and, turning her around, forced her to
meet his eyes.
do you mean 1t, Sybil? oh, my
darling, don't mislead me again: don't
say It out of pity, Or
For answer she leaned forward and
kissed him on the forehead.
Still he held her away from him and
continued in the same eager, passion.
ate voice.
"You know what you are doing
you will come to me, live as ranch.
er's wife In the mountains, give up
society and your work that was SO
much to your
For better or for worse; for richer,
for poorer, in sickness and In health,
until"
She got no further, for his. arms
were around her and her face was hid
den on his shoulder.
The band still played and the dane
ers whirled as they had done half an
hour ago. Miss Delaunay's discarded
partners searched anxiously for her,
and finally and very wisely gave up
the search and consoled themselves
with less evasive attractions: she
moon shone brightly as ever and the
waves rolled up and broke with their
steady, monotonous sound, but for two
people standing at, the window tho
world had changed. - Indianapolis
Sun.