Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1936-10-22
Mh Frances Shelleu We e


| return until Tubby could look at MADE
line without that dazed expression.
Sally herself had taken. a cushion out
to the lawn after lunch, with that
avowed Intention of getting another
layer of sun-tan. but she had promptly
gone to sleep there in the heat, and
Simon had carried out an umbrella and
erected it over her to keep her from
burning. Grandmother was asleep, too,
on the couch before the open window
in the sitting room. Bryn left the room
softly, and shut the door behind him;
and then he went on with his search
| for Deborah
| He went down the path toward the
brook with long, quick steps, and came
| at last to the solid ring of trees that
| formed the back Of Deborahs most hid
| den sanctuary.
Bryn raped lightly on the tree
trunk under his hand. She turned,
quickly, and looked up, her eyes dark
and still full of dreams, her mouth
red and soft. Bryn stood between the
two trees, and just outside them. MAY
/ come in, Deborah?" he asked.
She dropped her lashes. IF you -.
wish," she said in low voice.
He squeezed through the opening and
came down the slope toward her. She
was seated in the hollow like throne,
with a level bank to sit on and slop-
ing back covered with thick green
grass. She did not speak. Bryn went
| ho c10 fO h01
low her.
Deborah would not look up. Bryn
moved nearer and dropped down yard
away, his eyes upon her. Haven't you
| forgiven me-" Bryn asked at last, gen.
| tly, "for not telling you that Grand
mother knew? I told her on that ride"
"You did try to tell me-"
"Tell me what's troubling you. Deb
orah All the fears and worries are
gone, DEAR"
She caught her lower lip between
two white teeth. She shook her head.
Bryn moved closer to her. He tried
| to take her hands, but she pulled them
away.
She swallowed. Then, IT wish you'd
| go away" she said under her breath.
go away?"
"The others are going today. After
dinner. You could go with them"
go away, Deborah? Go away from
you, you mean? Leave you here? Go
back to San Francisco"
She nodded, her eyes on the leaf.
Bryn put his face down into his
hands. After long time he said, slow
ly, II don't understand, Deborah. This
morning you :. why, you gave me this
fower!" he said, touching it. II thought
you were beginning to care little
| about me-" }@fr
| She did not reply.
He looked down at Deborah's bent
head. "Thats final, then?" he asked
| quietly. She did not answer.
"Sorry," he said after moment. IT
suppose was fool to think that you
could possibly care about me. You're
so exquisite, and so fine, and you're not
made out of ordinary stuff like the rest
of us. I might have known from the
beginning that 1t wasn't any use. I
think 1 did know, Deborah, SO you
needn't reproach yourself"
She was gazing up at him, still with
that angulshed look in her eyes. Bryn
managed smile. He held his hand
out. "Shake hands?" he inquired. IF
you don't mind, Deborah, l think I'll
go now instead of waiting until to-
night"
She got to her feet slowly. Her face
was as white as chalk. She put her
hand in his. "Good-by," she whispered,
and he stood for moment looking
into her eyes, then turned away.
mo" Deborah said clearly. mo. It
isn't any use. I can't let you 60" She
was beside him, her hands on his arms,
her face upheld to his. II can't let
you co." she said. Il don't care what
you think about me. I don't care if
am new kind of toy to you. don't
care if this is only part of an adven-
ture to you, an adventure that will be
over :. tomorrow, or in just little
while. 1 don't care about anything,
or what happens to me, only can't let
you go away from me. I haven't got
any pride or any strength left" Bryn
stood, motionless, staring down at her
in bewilderment. "Don't you under
stand?" she cried again. II l love
you"
Love me?" he repeated incredu-
lousy
you mean," Bryn repeated, with
dawning understanding, you mean,
you love me?"
(TO BE CONTINUED)