San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-08-27
NORA LEE SEES
PROWLER RUN
. FROM HOUSE
Heroine Rushes to Room
to Find Papers Strewn
M About Desk.
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wrong-we have no bonds! Look else
where. If you do not go I will re-
port to the police that you came here
with a pistol and attempted to kill my
mother. We have nothing to hide
nothing! Andrew was our friend.
Anyone may have friends!"
Andrews wife was now twisting her
hands-her lips working in fury.
"Your mother has killed my husband !!
Now she is robbing his widow. You
have kept me standing here like beg
gar! You shall see :"
EFFORTS TO EXPLAIN.
Nora Lee watched her go with
stiff, hating rush down the steps. She
felt as though blood were leaping in
her eyes; it whirled so madly through
her veins that she leaned weakly
against the wall, not hearing Mar
garet's voice until she had repeated
her question twice.
"Who was that, Nora Lee"
Ca book agent"
"Why did he stay so long"
81 don't know-he had a book of
operas-I looked at the illustrations"
The voice sounded like a wom-
ans
WELT was a woman"
Margaret glanced at her with a
sharp unrest; why are you shaking,
Nora LeeE"
WE'LL will tell you, mother
Just moment ago as closed the door
a machine passed. 1t was like that
one she came in that night. / thought
saw a purple veil. That's what
frightened me. l thought she might
be coming here"
why should she come here?'
"Of course not"
Margaret sat very still. Then she
went over to the piano and turned the
pages Of a song Andrew used to sing.
She played few notes. 1t seemed as
though he must enter the rOom-as
though his deep, tender voice would
greet them.
ANDREWS PANSIES.
They would look up to find him sit
ting in the chair, his arms clasped un-
der his head, a musing peace on his
fine, sensitive face.
Or the gate would click and they
would start abruptly, waiting for his
step on the path.
So hard it is to give a loved one up
to death. One Saturday Nora Lee
came abruptly through the bushes and
stood at Margaret's chair.
She saw her mothers hand flut-
| ter and 4 white, darting light 90
swiftly to her eyes. Then Margaret
| bit her lips. After a moment she
said softly, and it was the saddest
word that Nora Lee had ever heard :
THE pansies are growing. Is that
| purple one in bloom;"
Andrew had planted the pansies-
it was the last thing he had done ia
this garden Margaret loved. And
! there were the rare tulips he had
brought, and there were the hundred
times he had knelt on the ground
here, the trowel poised as he looked
up TO make some quick, laughing com
ment. The garden was filled with tbs
kind, bright images-nOt Of death, but
of life.
Margaret said: Il would like Il
walk up to the hill and see tbs
ocean,
you are not able. mother"
Il am quite we'll"
They went up very slowly. Mar,
garet breathed in a panied, gaspy
way when she walked. She said Il
want to get away from the house
and as soon as / leave it / wish to
return. We must walk up some night
and see the moon rising through the
trees. There is nothing so bcauti
| full as that-nOthing-"
They returned in half an hour. As
they rounded the corner Nora Loo
saw a black figure darling down tho
path-a black figure that had fled
| from the side door Of their living
room and was now walking with ]
stiff, hating rush TO the corner.
Margaret said: WAS that some
one at our house!'
Not was someone coming from
| the lot"
But Nora Lees heart leaped TO her
throat. She swept Margaret along.
Once in the house, she darted Il
her room. Her desk had beer
opened. Papers we're streTn on the
floor.
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