The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1926-04-10

Then she said in harsh, low
whisper: do you think 1 enjoy
these signs and groans and mutter'
ings? AS though we were playing
a part in a sixteenth century trag.
| edy? Why can't we be gay about
it? Suppose it is hard? Didn't we
expect this? Do you think We're
the first or the last of our kind to
find the going hard?"
"Oh, you don't know what you're
saying!"
''No Don't II" She flung from
him, going with her quick, deter
mined step onward, dashing the
shawl arrogantly about her Shout
ders. Don't 1? But know enough
to see that the world isn't sowing
roses in our little garden Of love!
1t never does for it's Red Lilies."
Sandy, for the love of. God! Oh,
Sandy Stopw
But she now felt hard and bright
and reckless: "Oh, thump your
craw about it, We are what we are!
Why can't you be sport enough to
face the facts?"
They reached the automobile
parked in the shadows. Ramon
helped her in, stood with his head
bowed, staring down the road. Pres
emily he got in-began to drive. He
drove slowly without speaking
without once looking ut her.
She was shaking. She went over
the things she had said. Her teeth
chartered with them.
She felt his hands gripping her
wrists; heard his long, rasping
breaths, and drew herself down,
thinking heavily: why did /? oh,
Lord-I wish he'd TALK" Sounds
roared in her ears, but her mind was
dumb and blank.
They came to the hill where they
had often stopped. He asked duly:
do you want to stop? Do you want
to go home now?"
stop"
For a long while they sat in ST
lence. Then she flung the shawl off
as though it strangled her and said,
in a high, breaking voice: "Well. if
you're going to sit here like a mute,
we might as we'll go on"
He put his foot on the starter.
She became hysterical: Don't be so
ridiculousl Can't a person get ex-
cited once in a lifetime?"
II think you half meant what you
said. Sandy"
Isn't it true? I'm married. You
knew that. l can't undo it. So I've
got to endure things. viii it do any
good to pity MYSELF"
mo. 1t won't. You We're married
last year as well as now. I'm not
asking you to do the impossible
Only to keep on as we were. You
don't want to do this"
You won't see that 1 can't do it
now It's almost madness to
think of it. Oh, Ramon--why can
you be glad for what we've had?
Why do you want to turn it all into
a tragedy so that Wen regret we
ever started 1t. And all those beau
He put his arm about her, closing
his hands over hers, his head low
cred: What do you want me to do,
Sandy? I'll do whatever you say"
Don't ask more than l can give.
Ramon. Don't see me for a while. "
II can write"
1T would be better If you didn't"
And this is our FAREWELL"
For now"
And will you kiss me?"
She drew his face to hers. And
she knew by the quiet and the pal
Tor that he was still only with a
deadly excitement.
She kissed him. She asked
What are you thinking, Ramona"
"Of you"
She could scarcely breathe. She
put her lips on his eyes and muir
INJURED: You were wonderful to
me-"
He smiled.
She stole back through the grape
vines. She felt icy She stood
here, trembling, saying to herself
little wildly: Always like this
one who grives and one who goes!
One who loves and one who wearies!
Life is terrible-terrible :"
Toward morning she dozed. She
awakened with a start, remember
ing the white, set look Of his face.
and how he had spoken when she
bantered: "Oh, suppose you would
have jumped into the bay!
He might do this. He might al
ready have drowned himself. The
deadly quiet Of his voice now laid
terror on her.
She decided to phone. She got up
and stole through the hall Alice
whispered: who's there. Sandy?"
! She crept back to bed. Just like
that Alice! Why couldn't she be
asleep!
She got up, feeling weak and
dizzy.
When she went to her mother
room Isabel greeted her with a shy
smile.
Come here, dear. I've something
for you" She handed letter In a
big, square envelope. Read It.
Sandy, dear, and come back when
you finish"
Sandy turned over the document
in a stricken astonishment. 1t was