The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-04-15

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He made a sharp, inarticulate
sound, pressed his fist against his
mouth.
She covered, too miserable to
cry; too mute even to put out her
hand.
He sat so quiet with his eyes
closed, his fist against his mouth.
After a long while he looked at her
and smiled. That's your answer,
Sandy? l see. Yes, see it now"
The rain danced on the radiator.
It came in swift, heavy sheets.
Quite night, isn't it? ]
shouldn't have made you come with
me"
you didn't make me come. /
was glad to come"
I'll take you home now"
why do you talk in this solemn
way, Ramon?"
He shook his head. Then he
tried to start the car. He tried
again and again.
Sandy watched his tense, hueless
face. It's rigid smile s1note like a
wound on her distracted nerves.
something wrong with the igni.
ton. 1t won't start" He kept try.
ing. Sc If I can crank her,
oh, don't get out! You'll get
drenched."
He shrugged. 1--WE can't stay here
all night
She laughed Historically: "Once
stayed out all night because of an
automobile. Raining then, too. Nc
wonder / hate rain oh. I loathe il
Ia like to get out and crawl under
that hill. I'd like to run against
this wind-put my head down and
run against it; keep running and
running past the pier"
Shall we do that together
Sandy?"
She flung her head back, suddenly
cold and hard with resentment.
She shut her eyes against that ter.
rlole, imploring smile. Then he was
standing in the deluge. He stopped
at the radiator. The rain dashed in
his face; came buffeting against him.
He cranked and cranked.
He came back to her, took off his
hat, letting the water pour from the
rim. Il can't get started. Must be
water in the distributor"
Were only a mile or so from
/ home. We can walk. You can send
for the car"
IF you're not afraid to wait
here"
II don't want to wait here. I'd
much rather walk-I feel like it.
You'll get soaked"
I'm tough; nothing hurts me-"
They started out. The gray wind.
swept night hooted like a thing in
terror. The rain came swishine
down the road, dancing at their
heels. They went along with their
heads ducked like distraught shad-
ows. Mystery enveloped them.
How queer even the rain seems.
Who is he-who is this man" Sandy
thought, breathing in short. excited
gasps. II don't know him" And
he was so different with this
blanched, set look from the careless,
laughing fellow who had flushed her
heart with expectance so long ago.
so very long ago. Not much more
than a year-a year and a half.
but it seemed a lifetime.
She Jagged.
"Oh, was 1 walking too quickly?
Here-please take my arm. You
won't mind that?"
Mind it. Oh, what is the matter
with you, Ramon? You act like a
mailman. Mind 1t. You must be
crazy to let me go stumbling along
Help me, Damn it,"
He swept his arm about her. She
could have easily fainted-just close
her eyes and let go. She thought
"Well soon be home If we keer
up this pace. He's not going to talk
He won't say any more. I'll be left
in this suspense"
And she burst out, tremulous
seeming brazen yet ready to cry
'Why did you come? What gooc
did you do by coming? Acting like
a Sphinx. Throwing up the sponge
because the worlds not made to or
der for you. Going into tantrums
because you want the moon and
can't have it! Don't you think ]
want lots Of things I can't get? And
I'll never get! I'm ten whole years
younger than you! You came to tor.
ment me--to cruelty me with fears
about you. You call that love? I
call it selfishness-I call it cow
ardicew
lie wheeled her about, holding her
there in the darkness and downpour.
He crossed his arms about her shout
der, brought his wet face near to
hers. That's not true, Sandy. It's
not true, Sandy, Darling. I don't
want to hurt you. 1 don't want to
make you unhappy. came tonight,
because was driven with longing
just the longing to see you--to hear.
perhaps, single word-just word
that you cared-cared a little"
She kept her face down. The rain
showered on her neck. 1t raced IN
chilly trickles down her back. Her
feet sopped up and down in her
soaking shoes. And she was now
crying.
Look at me, Sandy. Tell me II |