Henderson daily dispatch., 1944-01-06

gas tank through a funnel. An Al
uuous job. doubly hard because the
iittie fellows were giggling so hard
they scarcely could stand up. Mail
Tory began to feel ridicu' Gus. l can
race tiers of spectators in Il theatcr,
put not two sigslng Mexican chill
dren.
While they toiled and snickcrcd.
an Indian boy. travelling along the
road. slid oft his biirro and came
over to watch. But he didn't ciryic.
He just stood there watching with
the same lack of expression she had
seen on Indians along the road
down. He wore u snit made of gun
ny sacks and was barrfootcd. On
ms head WAS the usual Sombrc.o.
Not until Mallory hld pniG and was
In her car. ready To pail away u.L
she catch 4 flash OF n smile on HAT
stony, handsome face. That was
wheE another word came to her
mind. one from Il character song.
AdIoS! she sang ont, somewhat
embarrassed. The little Indian bow
smiled then: there was n flash OF
the line teeth she was beginning to
take for granted. The two tiny
gasoline statesmen burst into fresh
giggles and threw themselves upon
the dirt, where they rolled for as
long as Mallory could see them In
her rear vision mirror. "Boy. am |
getting places with my Spanish"
| she dcridcd.
The scenery began to be more
tropical. Veritablc forests of pal
metto palms. -crns, thick. unfa-
miliar vines clinging to srccs-evcn
the very air had changed; it now
was lush and thick. Mallory STAYED
in Wales that night, in the heart of
the tropics. Before the hotel she
strained her eyes to see if here
were black sedan with white side
wall tires. When there WAS not, she
parked, walked past 4 musical
FOUNTAIN, on across Il wide stone
porch and into the lobby.
The clerk said sympattctically,
What 4 dull trip you must have
had"
"Oh, brother. if only --,u knew"
she thought, but aloud, Mallory
said. 1T has been very pleasant"
Before the war" the man said
with sadness. 1T was nothing for
$50 cars to be waiting at the Gus
toms. all at one time"
Again Mallory waXcd sarcastic,
inwardly. 1T couldn't have taken
me longer TO get through if there
had been $50 cars"
To the clerk she said, Those
days will come again."
Il hope so. 1 hope So" he said.
still looking sad. answt ring her
smile with difficulty.
Mallory had dinner in the hotel
dining room. Tropical brcczcs rolled
through the room through the
screens. There were no glass win
dows. The ceiling was made OF
thatch. painted heavenly shade OF
blue. Her room was spacious, filed
with modern furniture dutifullv
copied from the old Spanish. Her
bathroom was large, ornately tiled
She felt happy. without a worry.
But was she, she demanded, pecr.
ing at her pale reflection in the
mirror. Some barb was deviling
her brain. Some memory that
Knocked her security. She knew, all
of a sudden. what it was. That So
prano that Tod Patrick had pro-
NOTED, trying 10 make her more
amcnablc-that awful big-hipped
bruncttc-that was the answer.
Mallory had sat at an adjoining
table in a supper club. ignoring
them. Just as the whitc-scarfed
man and his partner had ignored
her at each meeting. But Mallory
hadn't missed II thing Tod and the
other singer did. No. in spite of ig-
noring them, she had not missed
one single thingI
(To BE Continued