San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-10-04

laughed. The man sitting, pulled her
back, kissed her quickly-they were
dumped over in the snow.
She shook the flakes from her
head: "Richard-you might have
killed u.s.!
He brushed her shoulders. his lips
quirking: Il ask nothing better than
to die kissing"
She stamped her foot on the glis-
tening crystals. Richard whispered
gaily: Happy, darling? Oh, yes
you are!"
He was so blithe that her glance,
meeting his, sparkled: well, sup
pose 1 am! The snow, and not you,
is the cause"
Just ahead of them Mickey Grant
pulled a sled. Connie tramped gaily
at his side. Beyond them a few PAGES
was NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. - full
of a boyish swagger. She laughed
outright and infectiously and chum-
mily took Gregg Banks by the arm.
IN LOVE WITH LIFE
Richard put his lips close to Nora
Lees ear, for they were about the
same height: "See what / did for
Sal-if for nothing else, darling
oh, yes, I'm going to call you that
it's my specially invented name for
you-original. isn't it? As I say. dar-
ling, If only for what I've done for
Sal, you ought to be in love with me.
Are you in love?"
yes"
with me, angel darling:'
With life just at present."
That will do. You know life is my
servant-I can bring her to you in
any guise you ask"
She looked up to the towering
peaks. They were mighty silver
swords flashing in a violent sky.
Beauty that struck upon the heart
in chords of titanic, elemental music.
Her breath caught; her hand in Rich
ards trembled. Life was beautiful
and sweet.
DANE ARRIVES
New Years Day at that same hour
a young man with dark, laughing
eyes and an eager intensity in the
swing of his shoulders reached the
platform Of a homecoming train. He
waited there, singing impotence in
his thoughts.
Vallejo Junction, dingy, mud
tracked. sodden with rain. But he
saw none Of this. He searched for
the girl-slim, gypsy thins-black
hair. blue eyes, dear lips. She would
come dashing up. His eyes darted
here and there-his arms ached with
the longing to enfold her.
The train picking up again; NOV
ing slowly out. Dane Herrick ran
a swift. indignant hand through his
hair. He said to the conductor:
Don't stop long hereF'
Long enough" Pulling out. Nora
Lee wasn't there. No use to search.
Nor there nor at the Oakland pier.
Nor at home. There was no answer
when he tore from his family for
moment and went into the telephone
booth.
NO ANSWER
"They do not answer" the op-
orator informed him with precise,
maddening emphasis on each syllable.
He stared at the gray, chilly rain
sweeping diagonally across the pier:
Lord" he whispered with cold.
stricken confusion, Il wonder why"
1t didn't occur to him that the
telegram hadn't reached her. As he
chafed and smiled and made innu-
merable visits 10 the telephone dur
ing the long family dinner, his mind
harped with the same question She
promised. Why didn't she come?
At 6 o'clock he was ringing the
bell of Nora Lees apartment :.
new apartments built in two great
wings about a beautiful garden. This
garden made an avenue. Standing
at the door and looking down 1t he
saw the tower Of the Ferry building
and further off the nebulous bare hills
of Berkeley.
The rain ceased; the sky shone with
its clear, radiant blueness. Stars
cropped out, made twinkling little
bows. He rang again-and II he
hadn't been a man nearly "a he would
have pounded the door with his fists.
IL Nora Lee had opened the door then
he would have shaken her.
But as he waited grave. sunken
fear laid hold Of him. Where could
she be the whole day? II she's been
out on New Years eve, as most likely
she was, she ought to be tired and
at home.
He'd waited two years for this mo
ment Of omecoming-counted two
years on the rapture of seeing her
again. he told her he would
send a more definite wire. Didn't
she care enough to wait?
OF all places on the wide, disap-
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