Nogales international., 1932-08-13
Final Instalment


and held something to her lips. He
had done this before too, only that
time it had been tea-tea which Jenny
had brought upstairs. This time it was
horrid stuff. Perhaps the kettle
hadn't boiled properly. Nothing an
moved the Creature more than to be
given tea when the water hadn't boiled
properly. !,
The nice Creature! Diana hoped
the sea wasn't always rough IN Brit
tany like it had been on the picture
postcard she sent.
Diana"
It was wonderful how real voices
sometimes sounded in dream; she
found herself listening with strained
attention to hear it once more, but
everything was silent, and sigh OF
bitter disappointment escaped her.
The other half of her senses was
waking up now: the half that told
her that she was only dreaming, and
Diana knew only too well what that
meant. 1t meant that presently she
would hear Anna drawing the cur
tains, their rings always made such
a nasty little rattle, and she would
have to yawn elaborately and pretend
she had slept we'll before she opened
her eyes to the world of emptiness.
"Diana."
She turned again to where in her
dream Rathbone had sat beside her.
He was still there, leaning little to-
wards her, his dark eye on her face.
Diana kept very still. Perhaps she
might manage to fall asleep again and
go on dreaming if she was very care
full.
She wished he would hold her hand,
but YOU couldn't do that in dreams.
1t would be like the dream you had
sometimes that you were falling down
a great hill. A dream in which you
knew that any moment you might reach
the bottom and be killed, only you
never did.
She began to whimper family:
"Let me go >. let me go. -"
Diana"
She knew that she was sinking away,
but she did not mind There was no
bed under her any more, but just
clouds-soft, heecy clouds that were
letting her down with infinite gentle
ness into oblivion.
But voice called her. She forced
her heavy eyes to open and to look into
eyes that were bent above her. COM
pelling, almost praying to her, it
seemed.
Diana :. listen :. listen to me.
!. Oh, my beloved, try to under
stand. l will never leave you
again. Can you hear me? !
will never leave you again. DianaP
1t was Donald's voice, though she
had never before heard it with that
note of agony; something must be
the matter: he was in trouble-url-
happy, and that was not like him; ne
was always so ready to bear other
peoples troubles and forget his own.
But she could not help him now
she was too tired to try any more to
make him smile. If he would just let
her alone-she was quite happy. E.
"Never leave you again never
leave you again ...
She turned her face fretfully from
him; she didn't believe him, it was
lust another ruse =. to keep her
from going to sleep: the sleep she
had longed for so wearily and tried
so hard to capture-he might leave
her alone now she had so nearly won
through at last.
Diana
It was as if he were fighting her for
every step of the ground over which
she was slowly slipping away, and at
first she knew contentedly that he was
losing, that in spite of her weakness
and his strength he would not be able
to hold her back.
Funny, that seemed-for great big
man to be conquered by little girl.
She began to Ibe family interested,
to wonder why it should be. Life was
full of things impossible to explain.
She only knew that she was utterly
weary and that she wanted to sleep.
She said so presently, half crying,
feebly, but he was relentless, he would
not let her go.
For "a moment she fought him with
the last remnants of her strength
then suddenly she gave in, with, a little
sigh and half smile. =. "Youve got
your own way, then. :.
,s~ She had said that to him once before
| long ago-and he had answered, I
generally do in the long run"
She waited now to hear him say it
again. The dream wasn't coming right,
somehow. {. ..3 sg ..
She opened her eyes with last ef-
/ fort, trying to see his face, but now
She couldn't !. he was hiding it from
her, against her hands, as he had done
that night in the train. 49,.
i He was unhappy she hated
hin. to be unhappy she knew so well
| how*it feat<.ItS &4
:. She gave : little sigh of weary ca
+pitulati6n: So +: - H..
< Oh always get your own
way" she, Whispered.
The. Last word was lost as she fel
asleep ks'rF a.af