Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1941-04-20

after all, VicN is modern
woman. But il will be interesting
70 watch their reactions. In
betting on Vicki"
She's going TO Hollywood -
she practically walked out on. my
father Haynes -" the thought
had her. sharp and sudden" hes
there alone"
Perhaps he likes being alone
Didn't Vich tell me that he liked
living down there because he
could be away from people 90
But Rosemary was hardly
listening Her mind was racing
back again. northward. toward
that quiet shore and a wild i'm
pulse gripped her L grew and
swciied IN her breast making
her breath gusty. so that she vas
only half aware Of Haynes. being
loverly and pressing again
He was saying Rosemary
this could be our honeymoon
YOU know brought you out
here 70 talk about that Why
do we have 10 wait it's days to
the Canal"
I did not promise that any
thing would be settled at the
Canal. Haynes I said I'd make
up nay mind but I may change
it"
But darling don't you see
how useless II is We're vast
ing so much lovely time We
could b. hannX- zGe -helona--- Il
Zach other
No Haynes I belong to my
self Not 70 any man unless
Il vas The Sergeant The Ser
aeant there under the melan-
eholy ORD trees with the sea
whispering sadness and the rain
weeping through tho leaves
the Sergeant all alone y think
we'd better get back now, she
urged they're oftfftv- stter-y-r z t7cTU-
I'll something IS replaced in tho
engine they may sail az any
time the steward told me so
~ board again, she said good
~ night, almost bruskly.
4 really slept very little last
night, Haynes HI 70 to bed.
think And then she ran.
Down the long corridor and
into her cabin where the in
evitable flowers made the air
suffocating The impulse had
her now. she shut her ears
against every reprovng thought
against the small voice of con
science that told nor hat she
was being disloyal 70 her mother
Only one idea possessed her
that brown grav-hared man
Whom she adored who vas
. left alone
I'm going home" she said
little fiercely 70 her mirror. I'm
going now, It's a foul thing 10
do to mother - bat I'm going"
Swiftly she bundled a few
things together Her jewelry
her letters her purse Did she
have money enough Eighteen
dollars that vas enough No
clothes somebody would observe
her, carrying a bag ashore.
Il suppose | should leave a
note on the pin cushion she
thought drylv but I'm not even
going to do that They might
follow and find me
Home Slipping ashore was
easy Vicki was still in the card
room Haynes was somewhere
aboard The. Santa Alicia might
leave in a few minutes. Dear
Cod" she whispered little
prayer. as she ran along the dim
dock Let the boat sail now
now please God p"
There was little traffic on the
wide street --h1G-ll. ll,.--l----+--
was late bat a taxi came along
presently and she hailed it.
Take me to the bus station
and please drive fast.
All the way she kept listening
for the hollow haunting boot Of
the boats whistle Al the sta
ton she hid in the woman's room.
among iiiat-tii limp women and
sleeping babies. until The north
bound bus was ready
And then al last she was on
the road again with the head
light making the wavering old
palm trees cast absurd shadows.
/ and the bumbling wheels carry
ing her quickly farther and
farther away from san Francisco
farther from Haynes and his
Docs Vo,,r CoaL.