New Britain herald., 1924-12-29
CHAPTER TX
Que Viva La Rumba

The fear which drove Joan lasted well-nigh until she had reached the house of Buck Daniels.
 She entered the house and went through 1t with the same ghostly silence, and again, as she climbed the stairs, there was not a sound underfoot. But when she opened the door to her room she saw the broad outline of mans shoulders against the stars beyond her win- dow. It stopped her with a shock of fear, but the gentle voice of Buck Daniels spoke immediately.
 Joan ?"
 Yes"
 !, "Ill light the lamp"
 His voice was perfectly quiet and 1 half of her fear died away until she watched his hand as he held the match to the wick of the lamp, for that hand vas trembling. And 8 i sudden concern for him swallowed her terror. Have you been doing this much?" he asked at last, 1 She shook her head. Never be- l fore"
 Never"
 She nodded.
 He went on smoking and watch ing her steadfastly until he had fin ] ishcd his Cigaret, and then he said suddenly: Here you are standing and me sitting down." And he started 10 his feet, Dad" she cried, tears rushing into her eyes. After you've worked 1 all the day and then waited up fol me so many hours tonight?'
 tne curIed up on The bed with { her elbow on the tootboard. Tha' brought her face perilously close tc him. He would be able to watch and estimate every alteration of hel expression. Nevertheless, there sh' sat.
 Joan" he said at last, T guess I've made you pretty unharp, here"
 "Oh, no."
 He shook his head.
 That means yes Well, I ain very entertaining, and you're prett, young. Maybe youll be glad tf know that we're going to leave tn ranch pretty soon?"
 Leave the ranch"
 T got an offer a while back, iron Nr Calkett, l think I'll take it,"
 But you said that was terribl, snoll?"
 "rts large enough, It'll do t move us"
 But where, dad?"
 wen go 10 some city. Maybe t' New York. Thatd mako you happy Joan?"
 "Oh, yes''' | H. sighed.
 "WIlI you tell me where vol went, Joan?"
 T can't do that"
 She shook her head, and as sh did 50 she heard voice come clen and small across the night iron the direction ot the road q voic full Of quavers such as are throw into sineing by the iolting of blackboard, And the song he san was;
 Que viva la rumba;
 Cue viva, que viva placer;
 cue WNan las ninas. chulitas
 bonitas,
 Y euapas que saben qucrcr."
 II brought her to her feet, trem bling listening with her soul in he facc.
 You've been seeing a man. Buck cried. My God, is that it."
 Why shouldn't see q man ? she asked.
 Who is it?" groaned Buck Dan icls in q sort of ecstasy of rage an grief. Whats his namo?' She shook hor head.
 When did you first meet him he asked at length.
 ''ronight." she answered,
 Don't fell that lie to me" r thundered. This gent has turne your head. Want me to think tht he did i. at one meeting? Tall talk! Lcnlme hear what you get say for yourself!"
 She shook her head; and this dt maj threw hlm into such frenz that she was almost afraid, for tF moment, that he was going to strih her.
 What was th@ song that I hear somebody singing q while ago c he road -- the one that made yo jump up to listons"
 Its a song of happiness. suppose l may call it." she said ; last
 Happiness? Happiness? And that itngo|' growled Buck. The don't have no such songs as ths in that language. You're keerin things hack from me. and ths makes me know that this is the bt ginning of the end know thinl about you that you'll never knoy God willing" And you've tried 10 keep IT here away from people 50 that might never find out?" That's it.
 But now I'll go mad with eagel , ness 10 learn" . You will learn, now that you' ' started on the out trail. Bu; IT g .sra. rF to fight to keen YOU baC