The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-03-25
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I'm going to drive into town in an
other hour. I'll get you provisions.
There's not a thing in the wide
world to trouble you. You'll like it
here
Her hands in his trembled: why
should you do all this for me, Ra-
mon?"
You can answer that. Sandy. I'm
glad to do it. I'm overjoyed at the
chance to do it. You'll be free here
And you can figure out what you
want to do"
She became silent. looking into n
future, troubled, forbidding and
dark.
He rolled up his sleeves, stacking
dishes in the sink of a little cup
boardlike room adjoining the big
one. He raised the tan, unruly eye
brows that gave such an easy, toler
ant lock to his sunny, brown eyes.
I've often thought how wonderful it
I've often pictured you here, Sandy
I've thought how wonderful it would
| be. 1t seems natural. doesn't it? AS
though you belong here"
She glanced through a Window
small, high window that framed a
single tree growing straight up from
the rocks. She said uneasily, Il
shouldn't have come. Oh, Ramon
I shouldn't have come"
He glanced at her pleadingly.
you won't feel so always"
She trembled because of the chill
and fear in her thoughts. He kissed
her goodby when ne drove off on the
shopping tour, raised her face and
murmured. DO you know what
joy this is to be doing things for
you?"
She closed the door. listening to
the stiffness alum with the voice OF
the sea. 1t seemed to her that Il
wind, forlorn and high, blew through
the trees, went bleakly all about the
house.
She wrote to Alice, told her what
had happened. She said she had left
Murillo for good She was not com
ing back She told Alice she was in
Los Angeles and meant to get job
there for n while Alice should try
to get her clothes and send them at
once under the name of +. V. Camp
bell to the Clark Hotel. She asked
Alice to tell the mOtherthat she was
on a visit to Judith-tell nothing
else. Ramon would mail this letter.
He would call for the suitcase.
Late in the afternoon Ramon re-
turned. He was in thee blithest
spirits. He knocked You won't
let me take care of you, darling.
I've brought my second"
Into the room came bounding a
big, frolicsome airedale He shifted
at Sandy's shoes, ran his nose over
her hands. parked and shook his
ears. Ramon took the big unruly
head in his hands. You're to watch
out for her. old fellow. Under
stand?' The dog shook impatiently
free, went on with his shifting.
He likes you" said Ramon. Now
you won't be afraid"
Sandy buried her hands in the
dogs long, why hair. Il was afraid"
she whispered, looking into the ter
riers beautiful, brown eyes. I'm not
now"
I've stocked up for a week. But
I'll be back with clothes and letters
for you before that"
She put on a long coat of Ra-
mons. They went for a walk, the
dog romping ahead, rushing back to
follow for q few moments at their
heels. mo one will disturb you
Sandy. But if you meet any one
or any one calls at the house you
can intimate that you're a writer
You won't have any trouble. There's
a typewriter there. So you can keep.
on with your praCticing."
He looked at her little sadly
Every day you will be walking
here, Sandy. Every day I'll be
thinking Of you. I wish we We're
alone in the world. Does it seem
to you now as though we were?"
mo. Oh, it doesn't seem that way
to me"'
He left. She sat before the dwin-
ding fire. the dog on an old rug
at her feet.
She could hear the humping of
her, heart--hear it thump above the
boom of the waves. She felt alone
now-territied and alone. She sat
very still staring at her clasped
hands. She said to herself quietly:
whats to become of you? What
will become Of you now?"
TO Be COntinuedp