San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-10-04
Dane Is Home at Last
And Nora Lee Is Not
There to Meet Him

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immortal beauty Of their first frs
kiss?
For a long while Nora Lee lost her
self in these memories and in thu
images Of the bronzed young face thai
had such a winning lit about it
When he played the violin and she
had so often thought of the curly
haired little fellow running to them
down a beam of light. And that first
night at the dance when he came to
her with such a lordly young swag-
ger: when he caught her hand to say
impulsively: Gee. what sweet
kid, =" She recalled her cold. empty
dismay when the gong sounded !:
"Visitors off," that time he went
away. He had his arms full of bundles
and grips. They looked at each other.
Then he grinned and said, Gee
well. gee," They had meant to kiss
each other then. The had loved from
the very beginning.
Thinking this. she forgot the inter
vening years. She sat down at the desk
and began to write swiftly warm,
impulsive answer
After three lines her pen halted.
she felt the grip of hands on her
shoulders. Max. She heard herself
taunting: again. Max. again." Say
ing a thing like that and letting her
head fling back on her throat
She made long line of little dabs
with her pen. She grew hot and IN
easy. Max-his arms about her
1t didn't matteri Everyone did
such things. And Of course. she would
tell Max-yes, what would she tell
him?
She began to walk about the room
to accuse herself furiously.
PHOTO OF FATHER.
Suddenly she was arrested with a
frightening discovery. She said half
aloud: MAX attracts mel" This as
tonished her, though she had been
aware Of it. 1t now seemed incred-
ible that loving Dane she could yet
be attracted by another and she con-
cluded that there was something vi
cious in her nature.
In a leather-bound volume Of the
Book Of Kings, Nora Lee had dis
covered a picture of her father. She
got it out now and surveyed it with
hot. inner trembling.
She had builded up a hundred fan
cies about this handsome. reckless
VIII Meadows. She wondered what
he had done after Margaret left him.
Had be been crushed with grief and
remorse? For he was a wild, reck-
less man. Her mother had gradually
told her little by little. Her father
was brilliant-oh. a most magnetic
man. She was glad about that. He
drank-he was faithless-he had
trampled on all that fine, noble deli
cacy of her mothers. Margaret never
said this, but Nora Lee could guess.
And she knew that at the end her
mother had feared for both their lives.
So she left. The details Of that ugly
event were all unknown 10 her.
So she pictured her father a storm
ing, terrible man, with something t.
tanic in his angers. She didn't pic
ture him sodden and with his head
sprawled on q table.
Now she touched the face in the
pictnre-a magnificent head with that
thick, curly, black hair and the eyes
domineering-blue like her own. She
had that swift, ardent look about her
mouth, too-she was Ike her father
wild and ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS of low
ing one man. kissing a second, flirting
blithely with a third
She took the letter she had started
and tore it in two. She wondered
what had become Of her father-if he
was still alive. She felt pity for him
and for herself.
She decided not to see Max. She
was burning with impotence for these
two weeks TO pass. As soon as Dane
came everything would settle itself.
Toward the end Of the first week
Max was waiting for her as she came
from the office "Are Won trvin1 m