Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1927-11-07
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CHAPTER XVIII

led face when he tried 10 force his
love making upon her, as he did
nearly every time they were together.
But IL was going to be something
altogether different to deal with this
older man, who was SO much more a
mar Of the world-and 50 much more
serious and determined than Ted
ever had been.
Moreover, Sally was ratified. she
looked up at Davidson with astcnish-
ment ard confusion written in the
blue-clear brilliance Of her eyes. Her
parted lips made no sound. She
could think Of nothing to say. She
felt as IL her brain had stopped
working, or as il IL were whirling-
she didn't know which.
Davidson's other hand came down
upon her other shoulder, and he drew
her body toward him so slowly that
the movement was scarcely notice
able. But there was behind il the
slow, quiet firmness Of o shadow
that seems not to move at all, but
gradually covers the sun.
Sweet kid" he said huskily, his
head lowered a little as he leaned
close TO Sally.
The sound Of his voice seemed to
break the spell that held her, and all
at once she knew just how 10 man
age this situation-without making q
scene-with0ut making an enemy Of
Davidson-without even making a
disturbing noise in the quiet house.
"Unhand me, Desperate Desmond"
she said with a laugh, and IL her
voice shook a little IL was light and
careless seeming, too.
She tried to pass him and leave
the cubby-hole Of an office.
But he stood in the doorway, with
mis- hands on either side Of the open
ing.
What have you against me,
Sally! :" he asked shortly. II want 70
know"
~" asked Sally, her eyes wider
and brighter than usual. "Why, /
haven't a thing in the world against
you, Davy. Please let me put. I'm
tired, and | want you to 60"
Il don't want to 60. I'm not going"
he said. He shock his blond head
stubbornly. II want to talk TO you"
One Of his hands came back TO her
shoulder and stayed there.
We'll, talk TO me then-but leave
me alone. You're out Of 5ounds!"
answered Sally, and her voice was as
sharp as Aunt Emily's voice when
she was angry about anything.
She shook her shoulders nervously,
and Davidson's hand dropped to his
side. he said nothing.
well, what's on your mind"
Sally asked after a moment, while
he looked intently at her as IL he
were thinking hard.
II don't know what to say" he re-
Piled awkwardly. =" Again words
failed him.
With a great many men, actions
speak much more plainly than words
when il to love making.
And hat was the case with Davy
Davidson.
He made another motion TO put
his arms around Sally's light, slen-
der figure, in its blue dress. But
she violently pushed him away from
her.
IF you can't move, / cant" she
raped out. please get out Of my
way-and please get out Of the house.
Coming here 70 see Mile, and then
behaving this way to metz
Her contempt was profound. She
marched past him down the hall,
with her head in the air.
II don't come here because of Mil
lie. | come here because Of you!"
he defended himself weakly.
"Then," declared Sally coldly,
you're a cadl" her words were like
little chips Of stone falling from a
chiseled rock.
When he was gone Il came 10 her
that he had done the very thing that
John Nye had done. lie had come
there TO see Millie-but really TO see
her.
And John Nye had come there to
the restaurant pretending that he
wanted TO see her-but really 20 see
Mile. At least, so Mile had said.
and she was probably right. Mile
knew men.
They're both cads-John and
Davidson!" said Sally in her heart.
As she put up her arm TO turn off
the light above the hall table the
front doorbell rang. The sound OF Il
was alarming in the midnight silence
Of the house. and Sally jumped.
Probably Davidson coming back
for another round OF love making!"
she thought. Then there came q loud
pounding on the panels Of the heavy
oak door.
No. that wouldn't be Davidson,
making a row like that, she reflected.
But who could il be at this hour
OF the night? +. She slid back
the bolts of the door and swung il
open.
Two men stood there in the outer
dimness. One OF them was Davidson
and the other was a messenger boy.
In his hand he held n yellow en-
velope.
Mrs. G. M. Jerome" he asked.
peering ~curiously az Sally in her
blue gown, all sewn with tiny bells
and spangles.
without a word Sally took the en-
velope, signed for IL. and tore il open
rs the boy went down the steps and
started away on a motorcycle.
II thought ia wait 70 see II II were
any kind Of bad news" Davy David
son said, and Sally gave him a crate
ful glance.
That was nice Of him, anyway, she
said 70 herself, as she unfolded the
paper. She remembered that she had
thought he was a nice sort Of man
the first time she met him4toc. Well,
he probably was. in n way.
She read the tel-word message 70
her mother: "Mr. Jerome very sick.
Wants you 20 come at once.
ELIZA Gleason"
Now, who's Eliza Gleason's' SALLY
wondered, turning towards the stairs.
Perhaps her mother had been right
All along and there was q woman 1t
the bottom Of the trouble in the Je-
rome family.
But there's no reason why Mother
should know about X. just yet" she
thought. maybe it's just his land
landy. or someone like that"
DO You want me q stay? ?" asked
Davlcson's voice from the doorway.
and she turned quickly. She had