San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-12-10
Ramon Worth Offers to
Aid Sandy in Her :
Troubles.
CHAPTER ~

precipice dropping darkly to
the water. The Pail was a
black shelf poised in mid air.
Far below were the lighted
waters; far above the gaunt,
stupendous cliffs lowered
sheerly to the flame touched
sky.
They were suspended in
space, girded by the silence, the ap-
palling beauty of the dark. abrupt
mountains; imprisoned in the sheer,
throbbing solitude.
A tremor went along her nerves.
She could step from the car-take
little jump. Her lips moved family
smiled, but she kept her eyes on
the precipice. She thought nerv-
ously: "How much did he see? How
much does he guess? She was
ashamed of the weakness that had
made her cry that bad made her
wish to sink back graceful for the
kind, winning look in his eyes.
And she still wished to say to him, /:
Il would rather kill myself than 90
home!" She wanted to tell someone
of this outrage. She wanted to shout
her defiance. She was sorry now
she had taken such a pose with
him-sorry she had pretended to be
such an arrogant, happy, breezy
person.
She had liked Ramon Worth from
the moment of their. meeting six
weeks ago. He had sunny, care
less way that won her, because il
made him seem boyish and friendly
like Jimmy.
He was much older than Jimmy
perhaps a little past 30, and he had
the charm born of wide, colorful
experiences. He had been an aviator
in France, wandered over South
Africa, sojourned in Alaska. He
talked Of these things, sitting on the
beach at her. side, his arms wound
about his knees. When he came to
an interesting point the sunny,
brown eyes turned inquirilgly to
hers. Finding her fascinated, he
went on delightedly.
She looked forward to. these daily
meetings He lived Z in one of the
cottages on the beach. He was an
accountant and had been in Homo
luiu three months working on a spe-
clai detail for a big sugar company.
Every afternoon he was in the
water. He was daring as native.
it thrilled her to see him cove dash
ing over the waves on the surf.
board, his bronzed body poised and
cleaning in the sun.
Lately she had begun to wait for
the moments when he would turn hi,
winning eyes. ON hers. The moment,
we're flushed with exuItance. She felt
like a girl again and she would pUt
the Thought, Of Murillo coldly AWAY !:
she would tell herself defiantly; "Im
here And I'm not going back today
!or, tomorrow
H. spoke very little Of womrJ
Though it was evident he had charm
for them. Once. Sandy overheard a
girl say: Don't count ON him. He's
gone on that Murillo dame. Trust
married jane to pick off the winner
every time ~ She had been a bit flat.
tered at this.
She had seen his face light when
she came down TO the beach. She had
laughed secretly when he hurried to
her side. But her thoughts were bite :.
OF what use was her beauty? How
terrible her imperious demand for
gladness Her childish. insistent long.
ing for the miracle that would reopen
The bright, joyous way for her again.
She clamored that the year of her
i marriage be wiped. away like figures
Of chalk from a blackboard. ~
But she told him nothing of all this.
He guessed considerably. Twice he had
seen her glance swiftly at her mail