The Raymer enterprise., 1910-11-17
CHAPTER xvIl.-(contInued.)

DoyOuu Tue lOOWlu8 TOOlS as tney
descended the hill she saw white sails
sink out Of sight. All the panorama
upon which she had looked down
sprang up around her. large and liv.
ing. He whistled to the car as he
helped her down the last steep pitch,
whistled and waved, and they ran
for It
This was never the car one went
out the front door to take. This creak.
Cd and crawled low. taking the cor.
ners comfortably. past houses with
all their windows blinking recogni.
ton. Hadn't It passed them so for 20
years? Old houses in long gardens,
and little houses creeping back behind
their yards, not yet encroached upon
by fresher ties Of living. Past all
these and gliding down under high,
ragged banks. green grass above with
wooden stairways struggling up their
naked faces; past these again; past
lower levels; past little gray and
cluttered houses; past loaded carts OF
vegetables; past children playing
shrilly. bearing down always on the
green square OF the plaza wide, worn
and foreign, and the Greek church
doomed" with blue and yellow, bear.
ing down as II 1t had fairly determined
to make its course straight through
this stable center. Then in the very
shadow 1t swerved aside to clatter of
in quite another direction along a
wider street with whittier shops. and
more glittering windows with gilded
letters flashing foreign names, with
more marked and brilliant colors NOV.
Ing in the crowd, with clearer
stamp on all OF Latin living.
Then suddenly for them the slid.
ing panorama ceased. The car had
stopped and they had left it. and were
standing upon the corner OF a still
street that came down from the high
hills behind them and crossed the
car track and climbed again little
way to curve over into the sky. Dingy
houses two blocks above them stood
silhouetted against the blue. They
were walking upward toward this no.
rizon, leaving color and motion be-
hind them. With every step the street
grew more empty, lonely and color
less. Many Of the windows that glim
mered at them, passing, were the
blank windows Of empty houses. Were
: they taking this way, this curious
roundabout, out-of.the-world way, Of
dropping over into the shipping which
lay under the hill? For all she knew
this might really be his notion, fol-
since they left the garden gate
though they had looked together a
the light and color of the pictures
moving past their eyes, they had no
exchanged a word.
But all at once he stopped at tn,
intersection Of two dusty streets, ant
his eyes veered down the four per
spectves like a voyageur taking hi
soundings. Elegant as ever and cd,
enough, yet he wasn't any odder her,
at the jumping of place Of nowher,
that he had appeared in the box a
the theater or in the picture gallery
She had the clear impression all a
once that he wasn't too odd for any
thing.
N Here we are!" he said, and indI
Mated with his glittering stick straigh
before them little house. 1t was low
as II 1t crouched against the wind
faded and beaten by the sun to tn,
drab Of the rock itself, and made 8,
secret with tight.drawn curtains tina
Y seemed to have shut itself u,
against the world forever. She wa
vered. She wasn't afraid Of hersel
out here, outof.doors under the SKY
but she was afraid that those fou
walls might shut out her new I'm
reasoning Joy, might steal away bill
new tenderness, and bring her bacl
face to face with the same ugly fac
that had confronted her in her draw
Ing room.
"oh, no." she said, and put he
hands behind her with q determine
ton that she wasn't going to move.
"Oh, yes" he said. but he didn'
emile, He looked at her quite grave