The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-07-16

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SaHpose won't Aurfy."
He turned quickly. pnlNs9s ope1
tho door. I'm rive yet tive Mth.
lie xas 10 ~htve+ 80 sssads
when he came hack and loaned on
the door. "Just % thoneht- walk.
ed in laaa TOOK p14ae1saon.-she's
leaving .N6eN paeNlat NJ tisinEs."
II don't cars what shs'a DOING
Sandy shut her eyeeeol Mr. and
more NretchSd then &he ND ever
bees in ~ her life. sDfits ne back
to San Jose"
''Listen-" he tried to take her
hand.
"Drive me bAcki I WON'T liSt3n !.
don't talk---donst make it worse,
saw. ! heard. Don't stand there!
want to leave"
He clenched his fists on the handle
of the door, drawing his shoulders
up with harsh, struggling breaths
~ though he fought againat suffo.
estion. Sandy please---l'm mot to
She made ! quick movement 10
spring from the car.
''N0--don't do that. I'll take YOU"
He aurcheA down tcavily. sittinR
with his hands gripping the wheel,
his face bloodless and rigid.
He xeemed unable to move except
for the oppressive breaths bursting
in long, rasping intervals.
"Start--oh. please start"
"You can't mean this. III tell
She clapped her hands over her
ears. LET me OUTLET me go!"
"oh. sandy7sss. dcwh-I'll start
He sent the car with I wild shot
down the road. And suddenly he
leaned forward with . hoarse sound
like sob and began driving like
maGtMan.
Sandy sank against the seat and
hid her face. "He's going to kill US.
He's going to dash W to death. 1
don't care!"
The machine tore through the
darkness, careenihg over the ruts
like crazy thing. They went dig
xying down the grade between Car
mel and Monterey. The pines. long
quivers of black, retreated hastily to
the forest.
Shadows loon,ed and thronged and
FLASHED. They rushed toet,ther Nm
black angles with the white road
youth kim u.s." she murmured
helter- SHELTER through her mind.
Images OF herlelf running down the
steps Of MuriflO's house. stumbling
along the road, covering in the
bushes. sinking with aching relief in
Ram0n's arms. Herself. again, rush.
ing through wind and rain calling
him hack to her because . tree kept
tapping on the window pane and
The dog whined against her knee.
Limoges Of the two of them stand.
ing on the rocks in the midnight on
the edge Of dark. troubled waters,
two beings alone. tho world shut
out.
And now the two Of them flying
through the tumultuOus. clashing
shadows: hlying through blacknesa
and havoc to their deaths.
"Stop-oh. STOP" she protested.
blanched. rigid face.
And suddenly she felt the car
slowing 10 q pause.
He turned with mn almost inn
perceptiblc movement, confronting
her with that taut, bcscechine smile.
She thought. sick with panic: Hes
going to talk !. OH, Lord. now
he's going to talk"
DO ! deserve this. Sandy"
"Don't lie to me. Ramon
I'm not lying to you. I'm not to
blame"
II saw. ! heard!"
"Oh. what did you hear? ! only
thought to save you in the first mo-
ment. I'll tell you"
This half admission that he knew
the girl in the purple kimonO made
her suddenly weak with the sinking
Ramon knew her! So he'd brought
her. too. to that house? And they
also had stood against the poetic
tree in the midnight.
A soft whimper ran to her lips.
She shrank from his look.
1T was two years ag0. Sandy"
~ don't want to hear. Drive on"
you've got to hear"
"N0! What does it matter now!
1t doesn't matter. I tell you!"
lie went on like one driven. "Be-
fore l went to Honolulu. I've not
heard from her in two years. God,
If ghost opened that door. it
wouldn't have been more shocking"
He took her hand, reached for the
other. pressed his face against them.
II didn't know you then, Sandy. |
didn't dream Of you. Never dreamed
I'D meet you. 1t was two summers
ago."
His face was icy against her
burning hands. But she didn't try
to release them. She kept saying:
"No-dont talk. You only make
it worse"
1.-TWO summers ago she was visiting
friends. IL found her fascinating.
In . month it was over. | went away.
We wrote two or three letters. |
forgot her. I've scarcely thought Of
her since we parted. She was in New
York. Now she's come back She
says she wrote TO me. didn't receive
it She came here. Say something
oh, won't you even speak to me-
Sandy?'
She let her head ne back against
the seat. Unable to think: almost
unable to breathe, she answered.
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