Red Lodge daily news combined with Carbon County news., 1932-11-02
Chapter Il
A MESSAGE FROM MARX

Ia talk to. Sondra decided,
excent Anderson and he seemed to
be ~engrossed with other people.
It was queer how upside down
everything had turned. :,
A short while ago it had Dorea
Sondra because as a matter u
curse she had always been lett
to Anderson; it had irritated her
because people seemed to take 1t
for granted that she more or less
belonged to him, and yet now
when for the first time things
were utterly reversed, she was
restless and unhappy.
It seemed strange that she
should ever feel afraid to APP
proach him.
Flora's car was no longer at her
disposal, and she had arrived al
the house that evening in an unro-
mantle taxicab which was draugh-
ty and smelt of straw.
She felt that she almost hated
Anderson as she watched HIM
across the room talking to the red
haired Nathalie.
Why had he changed so towards
her? She had been so sure OF his
love-so sure that she had not
really valued it.
He was the most distinguished
looking man in the room, and once
again Sondra felt like a poor re-
lation-a Cinderella whose satin
gown has turned to rags.
If only Lomax had indeed been
generous; if only she could repay
Anderson the money he had given
her. 1t would be wonderful to
write a little note and enclose a
check
She asked one of the servants
to get a taxi for her, and she
slipped away, only bidding her
hostess goodnight.
She hid her face in her hands
and cried as the taxi carried her
homeward. 1t was not often that
Sondra allowed herself the luxury
of tears-she had not wept for
longer than she could remember
until the night Mark went away.
She thought of him again, try
ing to recapture her love for him,
and yet deep down in her heart
she knew it was not so much the
man himself she wanted, as just
someone to love her and give her
back her lost self-confidence.
She and Flora had so often
sneered at people whom they
called "poor relations"-well, now
she was one of them; it was a
nightmare thought.
II suppose it serves me right"
she told herself with new humil-
ity. II suppose life is trying to
teach me a lesson"
But what lesson? Was it her
fault that she had been brought
up a prodigal sp~endthrift, was it
her fault if life had given her
everything she wanted without
payment, and that nov all at once
the bill was being presented?
When she got home she found
Flora's maid in her room.
r~a
ogetic. The housekeeper had told
her to pack, she said nervously,
but she had not liked to touch
anything without permission.
She saw Sondra's tear-stained
face, and she broke out with real
feeling, ooh, Miss, I'm so sorry"
Sondra tried to smile.
"It's all right, yes, please pack
my things. / am going away in
the morning"
IF you would take me with you
Miss, / would serve you WELL"
Sondra laughed.
"Im afraid | shan't be able to
afford a maid," she said.
In the morning she took rooms
in a hotel which was far more
expensive than she could really
afford, and before lunch she drove
away from Lomax's house foi
ever, with nobody to see her off
nobody to regret her going.
She looked back once before thu
taxi turned out Of the big, digni
fled street. A maid was alread.
pulling down the drawing room
blinds-'As if someone had died.
Sondra thought with a pang.
AT first Sondra found her new
freedom amusing. People came t
see her-more out of %curiosit.
than genuine friendship, and sh
received the usual invitations t
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