Nogales international., 1935-06-01

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now, Maybe, il we took taxi, we
could catch us a license right OFT,
and be married, and have bite OF
luncheon together. before three. At
three O'Clock | have a date to pose
for Dick Alven, in his studio. tie ;
doing mural =. She broke Oft
before the torrent OF Iony,s words.
DO you mean to tell me," he was
shouting, that you'd GO off, right after
he ceremony. ara pose for some
lrtist? Do yo: mean to tell me you'd
leave your husband to go to anzther
man, SO t.lat he can paint you into
dirty little Indian picture
Ellen was interrupting
Long after our marriage is over,
Tony" she said hotly, long after
we've stopped being, Dicks mural will
go on. giving beauty and fneness to
people. It's not dirty little Indian
picture, Tony-Ditk is a great artist. "
"Gfeat artist be hanged, grated
Tony: Il bet he's in love With you,
the"
Elen's face was burning
IF it's going to be like this, she
said, when we've known each other
less than a day-well, then, | guess
we'd better call of the whole busi
ness"
But, suddenly. she was in Tony's
arms again, and his mouth was against
her mouth. And the whole earth
whirled dizzily about them
And then with her hand tight in
Tony's, and blue, small hat clarnped
down over her ears, and white,
strained smile OH her lips, Ellen was
being whirled away-toward lower
New York and the marriage license
bureau
Only they weren't going in taxi.
Tony was driving a scarlet Rolls
Royce roadster with a special body
and a mean way OF nosing through
traffic.
The document which gave two
young people the right to join their
lives together was properly authenti-
Gated. 1t was witnessed and sealed.
And then the man behind the bars
was speaking.
"Want to be married here. nozp!'"
he questioned. "The clerk can do the
job"
Ellen had a desire-a keen desire
to scream. No, she didn't want to be
married in this dark, dusty room
Not to Tony--to Tony 7gjtont ,"e
Ioqgd-to Tony who would be hcr
husband
But Tony, with bush creeping
Gown until it covered his firm tanned
neck, was stamnering out something,
No. he was saying. Not here.
I want to be married in a church.
Only married once. y'know."
The maa who had sealed the papers
said something, here, about being an
optilnist.
AS ior that" Tony added, as il he
were speaking i'll his own defense, we
haven't ring yeti
Ellen, g!ancing swiftly down al her
slim, ringicss hands, was flushing. too
Why, she had quite forgotten about 4
ring Oh course, they'd have to buy
one, wasn't il all part OF the mar
riage service:
With this ring" something like
lhat:
Her embarrassment made her for
get to be dishonest.
i want TO be married in a church,
too she told the man behind thc
bars, and the man laughed at her
yeheinenCc
1t was only when Tony had slid
into the drivers seat OF his car, and
slipped in the clutch, that he sighed
and spoke
Thank God, that's oyer!" he said.
Ellen sighed, too.
The first hundred licenses are the
hardest" she told him, but he ig-
nored her hippancy. Instead, guiding
the car dcftly through the traffic, he
reached down and briefly pattcd her
hand
Such little baby fingers" he said.
Wonder if we'll find a ring small
enough to do any good?'
They did find the ring. All the way
up III the Fiflies. A slim little circlet
Of sapphires ('because they're more
like YOU, believe it or not, than dia-
nlonds !O, And a great single sap
phlre or gossamer hoop of platinum.
Your engagement ring!" Tony re-
marked
We're on our way" Tony said,
as they paused in the heavy early
afternoon traffic on the avenue, TO
the Little Church Around the Cor
ner. It's bromide, | suppose, to be
married there But I've always liked
its green handkerchief of lawn and
its green shrubs"
Steadily, to keep the panic from
rising, from submerging her like a
sea. Ellen turned her eyes from
Tony's face. Somehow, when her
eyes were on his face, she couldn't see,
or think, clearly.
The car turned, sharply, into the
side street. And there stood the
church about which SO many legends
have been built, the Little Church set
friendly-wise in its green oasis of
lawn.
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