The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-04-21
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back. Ramon. Call you back to
what? Unhappiness-concealment-
tragedy. This is all your love for
me can bring. l don't want you to
throw your life away.
There's too much gladneSs here.
But either you nor can bring it
to each other. I'm not asking you
life to new and happic- contacts"
Then she asked questions about
this girl who looked like her. He
must write more-everything-
"A month passed; then two. No
answer came. She thought: Most
likely We'll never see each other
again"
Now it was five months. Some
times a whole week passed and she
didn't think Of him., Then like
tonight his face and form would
come before her. She would see him
kneeling at the couch. chatting her
Icy feet, looking at her with
alteration. She thought Of him with
gratitude. She told herself 81
wouldn't undo it. I'm not sorry. But
I'll never get in deep like that again
L was lucky to get out Of it. No
more Of these Werther affairs to
cloud my young life"
No-she wasn't going to bury her
self And. she didn't care now If
people saw her dancing, going to
theaters. She was young. The JOY
Of life belonged to her. So she took
what came her way, but jauntily-
gaily and above ALL lightly-playing
at love, flirting, kissing and parting.
She had been three months in the
city Sharing this room with Judith.
She had brushed up the shorthand
and tipping eat a secretarial school,
and for the last month was working
In a law office with a salary OF $50
and the promise of advancement.
All this seemed to her extremely
blithe. She was extravagant. Every
Saturday she and Judith dined at the
snartest hotels. Sandy insisted on
taking the check, breezily saying:
You know I've an inheritance.
There's two bits OF it left yet"
They shopped together they
talked endlessly. Judith drinking up
Sandy's wisdom with pathetic fervor
as though Sandy were the sphinx
who now, for the first time, opened
Of hNt
men-if you could tell when they
were in love with you-how you
could make yourself appealing so
they would know they wanted you
and YOU only. 1t was Judith who
asked these questions.
And Judith, who listened avidly.
to end up by saying: You've got
to be born with it. whatever it Is
that wins them. It's something that's
handed to you at birth, like a dimple.
And you can't learn it,"
To which Sandy: I've known
them as has made dimples."
Judith. surveying her with pro
found admiration: But you are one
who didn't have to make them. It's
a part OF you like your breath. 1t
hangs about you, subtle as a. per
fume. and no one can put a Aneer
on it and ay: IT'S this or it's tAlt."
Sandy, coming home from a night
Of glowing excitement, would some
times think shrewldly: Maybe so
but what good does it, do me-"
What good will it ever do me?"
She now recalled the impassioned
words Of the boy who said to her
an hour ago: "Sandy, it's Just aw-
full that you're married. Why didn't
you wait for me?" A fair. young
boy of 23 meaning all that he said
She let the shawl drop wistfully,
unpinned the orchids.
All this while Judith lay with her
arm shielding her face intently
watched She fancied a dryad-a
moon nymph who had floated into
the room and now moved about in a
trailing, pallid light, the aroma Of
love about her.
Light the candles" she said,
quietly. oh, orchids! He must
care for you, Sandy"
According to you, Jude, all the
men on earth must be wild about
me-"
you've gone out with him three
times this week and twice last.
Does he know you're married?"
Sandy sat on the bed. her bare
arm wound about her knees. She
nodded: "Yes-this adds to my
| lure"
You mean it makes you mystic
rious and unattainable, and fills
him with pity and longing because
you've been unhappy"
"Jude-how the heck do you know
so much, and you say you're aw-
fully pure?"
81 do a lot of imagining"
DO a little living-it's lots more
fun"
but, Sandy is it fun If he should
truly care for you? Then suppose