San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-08-31
NORA MARVELS
WHILE REED
TALKS
Heroine Listens Attentively
to Stories Of His
Travels in Europe.

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Shall 1 rush in there = or there
of there - She knew that the
doors were all bolted and they would
not swing for her. 1t was easy be-
ing woman yesterday.
But now the corridor is blaze
of light and every door swings wide.
And at every one is a shouter cali
ing: Come in here! Here is life !
Here is gayetyl Here are thrills.
Can you blame the woman because
she is not prophetic enough TO guess
what lies beyond? Can you help but
admire the daring that rushes in,
not even knowing the fate await
ing it?
Anyone can stand back from the
exciting adventure of living as any
one can avoid the storm by never set
ting out TO sea. But there is hardi-
hood and courage when one leaps
headlong whether the leap ends in
destruction or salvation"
She listened as to some glowing
tale-storms at sea-waves breaking
on a wind washed deck-wild adven-
lures
She said with hurried breath !:
OH haven't thought of it in tina,
way. Yes = anyone can refuse to
live. suppose that is a kind OF
cowardice. Still, things could be 80
much more beautiful than they are,
don't you think
They reached the Point. Across
the narrow bay, dark and massive
as an ancient fortress rose the
wooded slopes at Sausillo-and be-
yond, as though it blocked the wa
tiers, were the lifted shoulders OF
Tamalpais hulking to the sky.
Seagulls, riding on a wave, rose alb
ruptly-a flash of wings; a swoop
against the hills
Nora Lee took off her hat. The
wind lifted her black curls, struck
color into her amber skin. She said,
modify: Il often thought I'd like
to run into the hills ard pull the
top of them over me and news
think again."
Its not as hard as that's it?
And since you are to write, you
must look more kindly at life. You
can't fight shy of this and that,
/ you know. You have to see life whole
or you don't see it at all"
She was excited notwithstanding as
she had the night before. He was some
traveller who had gone the highways
and byways and was now throwing
bright shells from many shores at her
feet. She heard his drawing laugh.
He sat on the grass at her feet. He
was now talking of Japan and his
travels there. He was telling of the
maids. They never kissed. Yet they
loved. Had she read Pierre Lott? Lot
was wrong. He did the dainty brown
ladies an injustice. There was Madame
Chrysanthemum, you know.
She said uneasily: "Ah-pooI
Madame Chrysanthemum!'
| He glanced at her curiously, won.
dering at the sudden changes in her
mood. Her eyes were now dreaming
and filled with wistful tenderness.
He noticed the straight, rather
heavy black brOwS-the wide, ripping
red mouth. According to no standard,
could she be called beautiful-yet
there was vivid charm and dash il
Ter lace. Her eyes, usually lowered
blazed out in a wa that was start
ling; her mouth could clinch witt
fiery resolution.
He saw that she was younger il
her emotions than in her mind. He
unawareness piqued his interest. H
wondered what Nora Lee would do i
she were suddenly violently angered
He wondered what flashing rag
would turn on him If he were to pull
her suddenly toward him and kiss her
Wondering about this, he wished :
do it, yet was quietly aware of con
tempt for himself that be had thi
wish to antagonize or hart her.
She looked at him candidly an,
said: Il suppose you know all abou
life-all about love? One should,
they are 10 do great things"
A flush turned darby on his checks
He ran his hand along her arm. Sh
sprang to her feet, seeing the hotnes
in his eyes.
In a moment the tears would das
70 her lids. She reached for her. ha
with at furious impatience. WithOu
waiting for him, she started down tn
road.
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