The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-06-05
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"Do you mean that you didn't send
those invitationsf
He got control of his monetary
agitation. II thought long while,
Sandy, and believe I'm setting for
the best. There really was no rea-
son for including those Names"
"You mean TO say there was no
reason for including my friends!"
"There were some on that list l
don't consider your friends, Sandy.
It's my duty to protect you from
them"
A dark flush spread over his sal
low face. He leaned. back in his
chair. blew the smoke from his Gig
arctic, watched it curl. II think we
can let our friend Jimmy fade out
Of the picture. l think It Will be
the best move for all concerned"
She stood looking at him, white
and still as marble, her hair q flame
against her blanched cheeks and
smoldering eyes. She said, icily:
"You think it best for all parties
concerned, do you! Well. I DON'T"
and walked out of the room. snsr
Sandy went upstairs. She sat at
a little. table pushed near her win
dow. Sea gulls,--a whole flock of
them-were bobbing on the water.
They looked like tiny yachts with
white sails cleaning in the sun. She
let her eyes wander far across the
bay to the dark, still file of noun
tain islands. ~
She thought of that girl lost out
there in San Nicolas, the Indian
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windswept isle of skulls-forgotten
for eighteen years. Old people. in
Santa Barbara remembered the
living soul, not a man or woman on
all the earth, could understand a
word she said.
Sandy imagined herself walking
on the forlorn, rocky waste. She
could imagine isolation more DESC
late--a spiritual aloneness far, more
terrible than the Indian girl had
known She said, grimly, Hers
would be easy--EASY." #
Suddenly she snapped omen her
box Of correspondence cards. She
wrote hastuy-eager personal notes
to the friends Murillo had snubbed.
She said she couldn't account for. the
loss of their invitations and it would
be mighty chilly housewarming il
they didn't come. She expected them.
She was shaking with cold.
fainting desperation. She didn't care
what consequences might attend this
act. She put the invitations in her
bag. Immediately after dinner she
came out quietly, intending to mail
them.
Murillo was in front of the house
talking with q neighbour. He said.
in loud, pleasant voices, eve been
waiting to take you for q ride"
Her cold. still manner repudiated
him. But he smiled down at her in
the lovcrlike way he adopted. in the
presence of strangers. He helped
her into the car.
1t was nearing the middle Of No.
enthusiastically dark. The rich
purple shadows fell like garments
over the nude. quiet hills. They
took the road along the water and
finding point hedged with trees
Murillo stopped. The CLEAN of the
moonlit water wavered, through the
branches.
"Do you like this, sandy!"
She smiled family. "Docs that
iuotteT! - tHat u tue SIIEnNSt HOH-
sequence?"
He put his arm about her. but she
reached up very deliberately and
moved it from her.
He sat upright, eyes flashing.
Then almost Immediately he was
looking at her with amused toler-
ance.
"Feeling . little sulky. darling
Don't you really think acted for
the best? / may know there was
no harm in that affair. Others don't.
Why should you jand I. in view Of
what is coming, give. meat TO the
gossips? That incident is past,
Sandy; I've overlooked it once.
There's no need to be continually
raking it in my face"
She answered nothing. ~.
In the morning she. went out and
mailed these Invitations. She had
no sooner done this than she was
anguished with alarm. Murillo had
already snubbed Heinie openly. She
began to fear that he might refuse
her friends -admittsnce to the house.
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