The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-06-16

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dying almost Immediately. In un-
utterable loneliness Sandy appeals to
| her Uncle Bob, who enables her to
take Honolulu trip with her mother.
There. she meets Ramon Worth, and
promises to drive with him the fol-
lowing night. 49,
GO ON WITH THE STORY
| Chapter "a. ,.:
! Sandy looked dows the precipice
The Pail was q black shelf. poised
in mid air. Far below were the
| lighted waters; far above the gaunt,
stupendous cliffs, lowered. sheerly to
the flame touched sky fa.
! They were suspended in. space,
| girded by the silence, the appalling
beauty of the dark, abrupt noun
tains; imprisoned in the sheer, thr0b-
bling solitude. III -.
A tremor went along her nerves.
She could step from the .car--take
little jump. Her lips moved family
--smiled, but she kept her eyes on
the precipice. She thought nerv-
ously: How much did he see? How
much does he guess? She was
ashamed of her. weakness that had
made her cry; that had made her
wish to sink back, grateful for the
kind, winning look in his eyes. J
/ And she still wished to say to him:
.! would rather kill myself than 60
home!" She wanted to tell someone
Of this outrage. She wanted to shout
her defiance. She, was sorry now
she had taken such pose with
him--sorry she, had pretended to be
such an arrogant, happy, breezy
person. $3.50, -.
=. go.
She had liked Ramon Worth from
the moment of their meeting six
weeks ago. He had a sunny, care
less way that won her, because it
made him seem boyish and friendly
like Jimmy.
He was much older than Timmy-
perhaps a little past 80. and he had
the charm born. Of wide. colorful
in France. wandered over South
Africa, sojourned in Alaska. He
talked of these things, sitting on the
BEACH at her side, his arms. wound
around his knees. When he came to
an interesting point the sunny,
brown eyes turned inquiringly to
hers. Finding her fascinated. he
went on delightedly.
She looked forward to these daily
meetings. He lived in one Of the
cottages on the beach. He was an
| accountant and had been in Homo
lulu three months working on q spe-
cial detail for q. big sugar company.
water. He was daring as . native.
1t, thrilled her to see him come dash
| ing over the waves on the surf
board. his bronzed body poised and
cleaning in the sun.
Lately she had begun to wait for
| the moments when he would turn
his winning eyes on hers. The mo-
ments were flushed with exultance.
She felt like 1 girl again and she
, would put the thought Of Murillo
| coldly away; she would tell herself
de family: "im here! And I'm not
| going back today or tomorrow"
He smoke very little of women
though it was evident he had
charm for them. Once Sandy over
heard girl say: Don't count on
dame. Trust married Jane to pick
| off the winner every time!" She had
been o bit flattered ut this.
She had seen his face light when
she came down to the beach. She
had laughed secretly when Ne .hur-
kried to her side. But her thoughts
were bitter. OF what use was her
beauty? How terrible her ifnperious
dehand for gladness! Her childish
insistent longing for the miracle that
would reopen the bright, joyous way
| for her again. She clamored that
the wear Of her marriage be wiped
away like figures Of chalk from q
blackboard. IN !.
But she told him nothing Of all
this. He essed considerably. Twice
he had seen her glance swiftly ct her
mail, twist the envelopes and thrust
Them in her pocket i. had f.ncied
mouth. IN,
And once. speaking of love and
marriaee. the color had flared to her
cheeks. She had lauehed and. tossed
her head. e:a9
But she never smoke of her hus.
band. Her silence pioued him. why
was she here so long alone?
verands in the hone Of. meeting
her. He had seen her stop at the
palm and fling the shawl with such
a1itation across her Shoulders. He
wss about to speak. but she went on
SO ouicklv. Is obvionsly over
wrought. She seemed desperate As
| she stood on the beach. her head
flung back. For an instant he had
If she intended rushing into the
water.