The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1941-03-10

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"Where are we going7" she
asked, a waltzy glamor in her
voice as she still looked up at the
stars. "Not that it matters. never
knew anything could be so per-
feet"
The question brought Roger up
with a start. Where were they 60
ing? He had been aware of moth
ing beyond the desire to take her
away with him. Have her alone.
Know the depths and the heights
of their mingled emotion. He told
her exactly that.
Il hadn't thought" he said. II
must have been mad. The only
thing could think of was having
you alone, taking you away with
me. This isn't being very fair to
you, is it," Slackening the speed
of the car.
"It's all right by me, good look
ingi" On a gay note. I'm getting
a swell ride through a swell night
in swell car. And what've / got
to lose?"
Roger swung the car into a
curved space at the side of the
Parkway and stopped. He turned
to look silently at the beauty of
the girl for a moment. Then:
do you realize what you've
said? It's past one. Your legiti-
mate boy friend supposed he took
you home. By all that's right
you're supposed to be there
home. But you're out here on a
lonely road with me. a man you
met only yesterday. You know
nothing about me-" He hesitated.
"But I'm going to tell you this
much-you'n never meet man
who'll want you more desperate
ly than l do. I'm on the ropes,
Lovely. It's your beauty but it's
more than that. It's something /
can't put into words, and I'm not
sure how much you should trust
me-"
Lovely was thinking. Out of
her thought came one murmured
word: Home"
Home. She hadn't any. 1t was
Gert's home and Cert had a right
to it alone.
Cert had a right to chance at
happiness without a sister mess
ing things up for her Of course
there was Joe, who was ready to
marry her any time she said the
word. But what could he give her?
What Cert had. And that wasn't
what she wanted. Anyhow Joe
still had his mother to support.
Two women on his small pay.
Lovely turned her lush young
beauty to the youth beside her.
$50 what, good looking?" she
asked, new Softness in her voice.
"All right" Roger was stepping
on the gas. The motor responded
instantly. The car moved out into
the highway once more and was
rolling north. "But I've warned
you"
Lovely smiled into the night.
Her soft hand reached out and
touched his on the wheel. Her
head nestled a little closer against
his shoulder.
This is SWELL" she murmured,
a warm lush note in her voice
that struck matching chord in
his being and echoed and re-
echoed through his awareness.
The Cottage
| FINALLY the car was on the
L Albany Post Road again and
swinging right on a secondary
highway and up a hill. Lovely felt
they were climbing straight to
heaven. Up and up. Stars seemed
very close. The moon a lovely sill
yer disk that in a moment she
might take IN her hands. Lovely
felt herself reaching for it. And
then drew back. Her hands were
always reaching for something.
Wanting, taking hands. Never had
they had all of everything they
wanted.
Rogers tenderness was like a
warm fame lighting all her life.
Touching it with beauty. Joe
never gave her anything like that.
He loved her. But his love had no
magic.
The car turned into a drive and
stopped. Lovely thought she made
out the lines of small house IN
the shadows under tall trees.
Home at last" She said light
ly, trying to make a gay passing
adventure of the thing.
But Roger, around at her side
of the car, opening the door and
taking her in his arms as she
stepped out, looked down at her
with poSsesSive tenderness.
you may have som ething
| there" he said. He kissed her
slowly and with passion. He held
her a moment entranced by the
sweet tenderness of her He liked
the lightning changes of her
mood. II was like swift move
ment over crystal clear water.
| They walked TO the door of the
cottage. Roger produced a key
and opened it. The light he
switched on revealed a pleasant
and comfortable interior. Colonial.
Something about il surprised her.
II was all too real for an escapade.
; She had expected summer party
cottage. Cheap furniture burned
by cigarets and ringed by glasses.
This was something different
i She had nothing 10 say.
Il didn't even ask you IL you
were hungry" Roger turned 20
her smiling.
i Having her under a root with
him some Of the urgency seemed
70 leave him She was here with
4 in familiar walls. She couldn't
lyaniSh into the night. He could
| think Of other things now beyond
. 1.-THE passion for possession that had
driven him.
ia he enntfuueA