Nogales international., 1931-01-02
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WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE

| He resolves to make her fall ia love WIFI
| him, then throw her over az she threv
BE- SSd1s With S.I Sa' end sis ~ hsuos Hss 'di sh
| she can drive her car to the top OF th'
lenges her 10 take him with hef and she
accepts. They start out in the face OF
gathering sncwstorm.
Chittsnham diaeevers. to hia annazement
that the girl beside him In the car appeals
| to him as no other woman has eyer ap-
| pealed And something intangible con
vinces him that her feeling toward hin him
| is similar to his own toward her. DC
you believe in love at first sightE ~
| asks her, as the car tolls up the mountain
| toward the hotel.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
Chittenham's face softened.
Il think you're adorable" he an
swered.
For moment they looked at one
another silently, then Julie said in a
queer, breathlesS way:
"I can't make you out. I've
never met man like you before.
I suppose you're just amusing your
self. I suppose you don't mean
a word you say-that you're just
flirting. :"
"Is that what you really suppose?"
Chittenham asked. He took her by the
shoulders, turning her to him. "Is that
what you really suppose9" he asked
again.
"No yes . at least -" she
was like a girl, confused and shy.
"Oh, did you really mean it when you
said when-you know what you
said about love at first sight.
>. mean-you're so strange, and
II. -"
Chittenham's pulses were throbbing
in strange fashion. No woman had
ever made him feel as he felt now,
! and it angered him. Was this the
strange fascination of her which had
; conquered Rodney? Was this what
| the boy had meant when he said,
"Wait till you see her! There's some
thing different-quite different about
her to any other woman"
She had told him that she had
never cared for any one in all her
! life, that she was afraid of caring but
now something in her tremulous girl
ishness and faltering voice gave the
lie to those words. Yesterday seemed
a great way off--in another world.
America and Sadie were wiped out
and forgotten, even the memory of
Rodney faded until it seemed only like
a ghost in the background of the
present unreality as Chittenham drew
! Julie Farrow into his arms and kissed
her unresisting lips.
1t was late the following day when
i they reached Montreux. They had
to leave her car at the hotel and make
the descent with an experienced
driver, for the road was deep with
! snow.
The drive down was very silent.
Julie looked utterly happy, and it
was in vain that he told himself that
it must be only because she had added
yet another conquest to her already
! long list, and that it was nothing what
ever to do with him personally.
There was little half smile on her
lips, a sweet dreaminess in her eyes.
1t seemed an eternity ago since
yesterday evening when he had first
held her in his arms.
He wished he could forget the soft
ness of her hair against his face, and
the warm pressure of her lips.
No woman had ever before stirred
his pulses so strangely; no woman's
arms about his neck had ever made
him feel that the world be we'll lost
if only he could so hold her for ever.
But she had only been playing, even
! as he had! No doubt she would be
just as relieved as he was that the
/ little game was finished.
For Chttenham meant it to finish
as soon Ss they reached Montreux
He would never willingly see her
aga;n; once he was away from her
: he would soon forget the clasp of her
arms and her kisses. i
She did not seem to notice his ST.
lence, and presently, glanced down at
her, he saw that she had fallen asleep. |
Chttenilam looked at her and 1onged
TO gather her close into his arms and
tiss her as he had dcCe last night.
He looked away from her with a
little cold fcelirg round his heart.
Why were such women allowed to
be? What right had they to wander
through the world bringing trouble
2nd tragedy to every man who crossed |
their path? The woman who had |
sent Rodney to his death.
Well, he would have paid back
part of the debt, if not in full. He
would have paid back part Of the debt
if he caused her one sleepless night, |
or one tear
Julie slept with her cheek against
his arm all the way back to Mont
reux. When they were close to The
town Chittenham gently reused her.
She flushed, meeting his eyes. Her
eyes were so happy-he wished she
would not look SO happy; it made him
feel mean-as # he had pretended TO
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