The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-04-06
SANDY A.,s hnzs s5 acn %feEa'r'

I thought you'd come in answer to
it."
you've made a great mistake.
Please hurry
The girl stood very quiet, study
ing him insolently with furious, re-
proachfu1 eyes. Hurry? So that
you can bring my successor here?
Suppose won't hurry"
He turned quickly, pulling open
the door. I'll give you five min
utes."
when he came back and leaned on
the door. Just as I thought
walked in and took possession-She's
leaving-she's packing her things, .
II don't care what she's doing"
Sandy shut her eyes-colder and
more wretched than she had ever
been in all her life. Drive me back
to San Jose"
Listen" he tried to take her
hand
Drive me back! / won't listen
... don't talk-don't make it worse.
saw. / heard. Don't stand there!
L want to leave"
He clenched his fists on the han
die of the door, drawing his shout
ders up with harsh, struggling
breaths as though he fought against
suffocation "Sandy-please-I m not
to blame"
She made a quick movement to
spring from the car.
"No-dont do that. I'll take you"
He lurched down heavily, sitting
with his hands gripping the wheel,
his face bloodless and rigid.
He seemed unable to move except
for the oppressive breaths bursting
in long, rasping intervals
'Start-oh. please start
You can't mean this. I'll tell
YOU"
She clapped her hands over her
ears. Let me outlet me co.
ooh. Sandy-sit down-I'll start"
He sent the car with wild shot
down the road. And suddenly he
leaned forward with a hoarse sound
like sob and began driving like a
mailman
Sandy sank against the seat and
hid her face. He's going to kill us.
He's going to dash us to death. l
don't care.'
The machine tore through the
darkness, careening over the ruts
like crazy thing. They went diz.
Tying down the grade between Car
mel and Monterey. The pines, long
quivers of black, reiterated hastily to
the forest.
Shadows doomed and thronged and
clashed. They rushed together in
black angles with the white road
nosing between.
You'll kill U.s." she murmured
family, distraught images going
helter-skelter through her mind.
Image of herself running down the
steps Of Murillo's house. stumbling
along the road, covering in the
bushes, sinking with aching relief in
Ramon S arms. Herself, again, rush
ing through wind and rain calling
him back to her because a tree kept
tapping on the window pane and the
dog whined against her knee.
Images of the two of them stand
! IN no in hA i'll oh M
the edge of dark, troubled waters,
two beings alone, the world shut
out.
And now the two of them flying
through the tumultuous, clsshing
shadows; flying through blackness
and havoc to their deaths.
"Stop-ol1. stop she protested
shutting her eyes against his
olanched, rigid face.
And suddenly she felt the car
slowing-coning to pause.
He turned with an almost i'm
perceptible movement. confronting
her with that gaunt, beseeching
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"
TIN not lying to you. I'm not to
blame"
81 saw. I heard!'
ooh, what did you hear7 7 only
thought to save you in the first
moment. I'll tell you-''
This half admission that he knew
the girl In the purple iimoro made
her suddenly weak with the sinking
and weight dropping on her heart.
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.
''It was tow years ago. Sandy"
'I don't want to hear. Drive on. y
you've got to hear"
mol What does It matter now7
It doesn't matter, tell your
He went on like one driven. "Be-
fore I 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