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CHAPTER Az

YOUR HEART does not stop
beating Even if there is ice in
your veins, you can walk and
move. You can walk slowly into
a room and sit down and compose
yourself. You may want to run
cut of house and into the night,
screaming for assurance that what
you've heard is not true.
But you don't do it because peo-
pie would say, ''Why?", and
.'Whatever is the matter 2" and
"Poor Bill, he's gotten himself
into something with this strange
girl"
And you can't hurt Bill.
Even though you are stretched
and torn and suffering on the side
of mountain beside a cracked up
plane. Oh, no, not now! BY now
they have gotten to him. He's
comfortable now. Perhaps he
doesn't feel They've given him a
merciful oplate. They always do,
don't they? Please make them!
Don't let him suffer.
Eyes, isn't it dreadful" you
hear yourself say.
And that face that you know
as Bill, which floats toward you
and away from you, says, "Sayre :?
Say, Alix, isn't that the man who
is president of the ad company
you used to work for?
And you say, Yes and that's
all you can say. You get upon
your feet and murmur, Excuse
me-" as though you were going
upstairs for your purse.
You even walk upstairs slowly
as though you were going for your
purse.
You go into Gretchen's big bed
room that serves as the ladies'
dressing room for tonight and you
are alone.
Alone with the thing you have
heard. Alone with the tortured
visions that tear you apart.
For an instant Alix stood there
staring at white-faced girl. She
cause the patches of rouge stood
out like two bruises on her cheek.
She didn't know herself twisting
with the pain that was gathering
itself into terrible sob.
Then it came and Alix sank to
the floor, her arms Outstretched on
the bench of the dressing table.
The sobs came up and crowded be-
tween her teeth, choking her
breath while her heart tried to
escape her in an incessant cry:
John! Oh, dearest! Help him!
joint"
For how long she was there call
ing his name she didn't know.
Somewhere in back of her she
heard door close. quietly. She
felt stroag arms lifting her up.
She pushed a girl in a white
dress aside and went into the
bathroom where she held cold, wet
cloths to her eyes until she had
composed herself Then she went
back to: the bedroom to face
Dorcas Hill.
Dorcas was brushing her hair.
Thanks" Alix said with a
voice that was still trembling.
Forget it." Dorcas said. "Shan
I ask Bill to take you home?
Everybody knows you are pretty
well exhausted
Thanks again." Alix said. "Tell
them I'm having a nervous break
down. I guess I am"
Dorcas didn't say anything. She
went downstairs to find Bill.
Bill took Alix home. It was a
strange, silent journey for an en-
gagged couple.
"Dorcas gave me something for
you," Bill said when he was leav-
ing Alix at the door Of her home.
'''She said you'd need good
nights Sleep"
He put small envelope into her
hand. She read the name Of the
bromide.
She took the bromide, but she
didn't sleep until long after dawn.
It seemed that she had just fallen
off into her Horrible dreams when
she heard a knock at her bedroom
door.
It was morning.
"Come in," she said.
Dorcas Hill opened the door,
came in, and closed it at her back.
Hello, Alix," she greeted her
gravely and with some of her IA
theirs professional air. "How are
you this morning 2"
Alix tried small smile. I'm
all right this morning" she said.
"You look it" the other girl