The Ypsilanti daily press. (Ypsilanti, Mich.) 1928-1962, 1941-11-14
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what she really wanted to know.
"Oh, Rose, do you see him."
mo" The companions gray
eyes bit into the girls. why don't
you look for yourself?"
II can't" Determinedly the blond
girl kept her gaze away from the
circular gravelway. While her ears
strained for any sound that would
tell her Scott was there, she, at the
same time, calculated feverishly
Even if he started right when ]
called, he might not make it. With
the Sunday traffic" But the
phrase that kept going through
her head, making a whirligig, was
Even If he had started" Because
why should he race to her side?
On the far eastern horizon she
saw lights pickering. Even before
a youngster, who clutched a toy
plane in his fist, yelled, There she
comesw Ylena knew it was theiI
ship. Tremendous field lights
flashed on and too quickly the
giant liner approached. The SALUTE
and landing instructions took but
such a short time. The ship banked
swooped and slithered to a stop.
Ylena put her face against the
iron fence, still hot from the sun.
dessrve it, she thought, staring a.
the plane now being refueled. 1t Is
ava o+I,, .pbat 7 Iaear,,a for 49,, him
idiotic stupidity. For not realizing
that my contentment with Scot
was actually a beautiful, serenc
love. Oh, deserve it!
She turned and looked at Car.
lyle. She even called her name. Blu
the little girl paid no attention
She was craning herself in Tony's
arms. Poor baby. Ylena cried in
wardly, and again looked towart
the plane as If it were some evi
thing.
And then she heard Carlyle yell
"Yippee" II came from her throat
with such gusto that Ylena knew II
was Scott. Still she dared not look
She just sagged against the fence
and cried helplessly Even when she
felt SCOTS hand on her shoulders
she could not face him. She heard
his brisk voice in conversation with
Tony and saw their luggage pass
through the iron gate. There was
nothing Of Scott's with It. Rose,
Tony and Carlyle went through the
opening.
Come on" Carlyle shouted
Come on, Mamacita. Come on,
Scotty" Her young voice ended on
a puzzled, rather displeased note.
In the belittling tone Ylena knew
so well, Scott said, "Seemsto me
left you sagging against a fence
once before-all soggy-eyed just as
you are now"
She looked at him then, through
clotted eyelashes. Il remember
that night at the Rose Lane ranch.
And 1 remember what you said,
Scott"
He looked down into her eyes and
demanded, What did say?"
You said you would never kiss
me again until l asked you"
Well, why don't you ask me ?"
She shook her head. ITS too
late, Scott. I've let you slip away
from me. know you're not going
with us. And why should you-sim-
ply because l beckon? l looked on
the cart for your babbage-"
Baggage! Good heavens, Ylena,
what do you expect? l did well to
get this packed" He yanked
toothbrush from his pocket. I'm
not a magician, you know"
Sick with relief, she leaned
against him. "Oh, yes. you are, /" she
gasped. Yes, you are, darling"
Her arms went up and around his
neck. And now kiss me, Scott. be-
cause I'm not just asking you-Tm
begging you"
Several seconds later Scott lifted
his lips from hers to say. And
high ting, too" He led her through
the iron gate toward the plane.
But as I've always said-patience.
Just like building a dam. You work
and worry and wait-and all VI a
sudden, 1t just happens"
(The End