The Wilmington morning star., 1940-10-02
CHAPTER

comforting fact to Ronald that Sar-
all probably had not reached the
marriage place, she kne" better.
In her heart she was afrai7 that
Sarah had been there and had
gone. Had gone away as M r S.
Somebody or Other when I'll the
time she wanted a tall young man
with bright, rough hair and blue,
candid eyes.
1t was Linda, not Ronald, who
asked the minister's assistant If
Miss Markley had been there.
'Markley, Markley," he unused.
mo, l can't say that she's been
here"
is there any place else that she
could have gomez" Linda asked.
He eyes moved restlessly over
these people. This va not the way
to be married. Marriage was sa-
cred, and it should come to organ
strains, to white blossoms, and to
prayers. Yet the couples were pass
ing into a small room and coming
out-married.
Il don't think Sarah could stand
this" she said to Ronald. Its not
worthy of her"
His face was stern. Sarah could
stand anything. We had S o me
words this afternoon and she then
threatened to make me sorry. Well
if she's not here, we might as well
get going"
They went out of the door. The
night air was sweet and cool. Cars
were driving in and Giving away.
Ronald would have missed a blue
car, long and low-slung, if Linda's
eyes hadn't sighted it.
Quick, Ronnie, isn't that Sar-
ah?" she asked.
He was gone before she could
finish the question, and she fol-
lowed. Sarah was earring a hat
that was a cluster of sweet peas,
caught with a blue velvet ribbon
around her yellow hair and her
slim silken dress was yellow. A
brief silve, fox jacket was over
her shoulders and her hards were
clasped around a great black bag.
Instinctively Linda knew that the
bag was big enough to carry a
toothbrush and powder, a silken
night gown, anything else Sarah
might need.
Evidently she had not been able
to carry out a bag without being
seen by her family or ~theservants.
When she raised her eyes, Linda
caught her breath. They we're dark
with pain and fatigue. She said
something to a young man at her
side, a young man with football
shoulders and a weak chin. He
smiled and nodded.
Then she saw Ronald. The dark
eyes widened, met his gaze, asked
a question.
He went toward the car, opened
the door, reached for her hands.
Linda heard his words.
You aren't going through with
it Sarah. You are marrying mel"
Now the eyes became glowing,
alive. marrying you? Oh, no, Ron
ME. You have a girl. You can't.
I'm not important to you'll
Don't be a nutmeg" Ronald
said, but his voice was tender in
it's gruffness. Il love you, Sally.
I've known it for a long time, but
it took Linda to point it out to me
tonight"
The producers daugher looked
beyond him, then, at Linda, and
her stern features relaxed. Sud-
denly she was crying and Ronnie
was comforting her.
Linda walked around the car to
re young saxophonist who was,
about to interrupt. Her hand was
impelling and authoritative as she
laid it on his arm.
This is where you and I do a
~fade-out," she said. There's a bus
stopping at the corner. &c: -, on"
The man demurred, but S h e
would not remove that clutching
hand from his arm. Ronnie and
Sarah were talking, forgetful of
the world. At last the saxophonist
shrugged his shoulders and fol-
lowed Linda.
The bus had gone a mile when
he removed something from his
coat pocket, tore it into pieces, and
scattered them broadcast. The Ii
cense," he said. cts useless now.
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