San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-10-20
Nora Lee Enters on Hard
Adventure of Trying
to Economic.
CHAPTER XIV


Nora Lee watched the man
drive off in her little car. 1t
was no longer hers. She
smiled absently and sadly
yet with a secret throb of ex-
ultation. She was doing a
glorious thing because of
love.
The carefree, spendthrif
days of her girlhooG were
over. She was entered on a great
hard, adventure now. She felt as
though her face was turned to the
wind and she were battling it, rush
ing along, laughing in the teeth of
the storm.
She wished that Dane would hurry
home. She would push the check
with joyous triumph across the table
to his plate.
No matter how dull the long, quiet
days sometimes were, the moment
his fingers claspcd hers; the moment
his dark, merry, tender eyes would
touch on hers, she was glad.
She unused dreamily on this mag
netic power of his. She was some
times astonisbed at her happiness ;
the absence of regret for the luxuries
she had forsaken.
SEPARATION THREAT.
Other times she was depressed with
fear and could actually weep pictur-
ing q change in his love. Whenever
they quarreled she became reckless and
despondent-fancied that everything
was over. Once she had even packed
up q grip and prepared to leave. After
wards she was unable to. remember the
cause of their misunderstanding, but
only that she had tried to jerk from
his arms and that finally he, too, had
cried and kept imploring: "But what
in the world did 1 say, Nora Lee?
Why do you get so excited?"
She always felt nearer to him after
these outbursts. But they were be-
ginning 10 understand each other much
better now-oh, very much better.
MAX WRITES.
On her desk was a letter from Max.
He was coming home. The letter was
mailed from China. 1t was brilliant
and dashing with colorful accounts OF
his travels.
There was one significant SEN
tence: "But it is lonesome, sis, and
sometimes one wcaries of bis own
company and hungers for bright
voices and happy laughter. 1 keep
thinking of the joy it would be to take
this trip with some blithe chum or
other. Perhaps, you will do it some
day.
Il was surprised to hear of your
marriage, sis, but am glad that you
picked the winner. trust a great
happiness is yours"
Nora Lee read it idly, surprised at
her GOODNESS. She could have roamed
China with Max. She thought gayly:
There is nothing there | want. Not
blessed thing!' She banished Max
ms though her interest in him, her in
fatuation, were not episodes of an
other life-a very different life.
She began FASTING snapshots in an
album. There were envelopes of
these. Some were those Dane had
taken in the first months of their ac-
quaintance. He dumped them all on
her desk that morning.
She went through them now. Then
she came to package of little
sketches. Looking them over n sud
den ardent sweetness went cours;ng
TO her heart.
They were sketches OF herself done
during his years of absence. They
were a revelation of his, thoughts in
all that lonely time. -. Sketches
Of her in an orchard, and for himself
holding her hand-picturcs of her at
windows, in garden, on hilltops. And
there was one repeated in varying at
titudes again and again. Now it was
himself jumping from a train and she
rushing TO meet him. This one said,
"0nc year more" Then there was