Indianapolis Times, Volume 37, Number 240, Indianapolis, Marion County, 6 February 1926 — Page 8

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SANDY

TUB STORY SO I Vlt Samlv McN< il w<\la Ren Murillo, a foi'iputr with lurffo wraith, to pltasc her oaTouts. S l >i' leave* the altar for a farewell meet In c with Timmy, an oil evvettheart, in tile garden of her homo hi Santa Barbara. She tells Judith Moore, a San Francisco eousin. who finds her there, that she cannot go with Murillo. But she does go to the honeymoon retreat in the hills, over the balcony of which she flees into the night, remaining a wav a half hour. Returning. she finds Murillo fuming. At Lake Tahoe she longs to hike with other guests, but Murillo prefers to nap. aud_ after she meets two Santa Barbara hoy friends, who invite the eouple to a dinner dance, Murillo locks her In their room. Ancered h ythis and other indignities. Sandy plans flight. (10 OX WITH THE STORY CHAPTER 11 ET was 4 o’clock in the morning'. Bundy dressed in a still excitement hurried not making the slightest sound. Now she stood before the mirror brushing the powder from her brows. Her eyes were diluted, very dark. The faintest color spotted her white cheeks. She took tip the greenbacks, held them tightly—standing there very rigid, her eyes shut. She had a right to these bills. She. thought of fearful, insulting things to say about her right to them. Bus the feel of the money in her hands made her writhe. She thrust ihem quickly into her bag—a gray silk handbag. Now she gathered her toilet articles, folded her nightgown and riegligee tightly.

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Everything must fit in hfere. Don't risk luggage. She went over to the wall and listened. If he stirred, she would glide out swiftly—NOW! No sound. Then a deep, prolonged snore. He was turning, perhaps pulling the covers over his sac settling more heavily. S r “““1 HE sobbed with relief. Slowly she drew the rjngs from her v___J fingers. There were three of these, two circles of diamonds and one of emeralds. There was the bridal gift—that bracelet. Sandy put .these on the basin. She took 'one of her cards, scribbled a few violent lines, left this on top of the jewels. When he read that, she’d be safe! He’d know now what she thought. She put on her hat —dressed now. Everything ready. Walk out quietly —step into the cool, silent hall—go noiselessly to the stairs at the far end—avoid the lobby—pass the little trunk room—no one would be there! She tucked the bag under her arm. Suddenly' across the morning hush voices broke. Early hikers gathering on the lawn. One calling softly to another, Then a man’s loud: “Let’s get going!" Sandy stiffened. If he should awaken? If lie should sit up in bed —dash between her and the door, as he did last night—?

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She had to pass the bed! It was at the far end of the long, narrow room. It 'was nearest to the door. Ait, she would smile —say she was just going out for a little tramp—invite him breezily to come along. She kept her eyes on the covers. Warm with panic she stole swiftly —turned the knob ever so quietly, never moving her glance from his piliow. Outside! The door closed again. Ben Murillo, her husband, sleeping through it all! * • • HE had to force herself grimly to keep from running. I—. .. Master her voice! The ticket agent might become suspicious. It was only a little past five. She walked carelessly along a secluded path, stood on the edge of the lake. Hide here until the train was due. Leave no time for useless questions. Just get her ticket —step into the car quickly, not looking backward once! It was already warm, a refreshing sweetness in the soft, sunny air rippling over the water: a friendly silence that one felt like a gracious Smile. It affected Sandy poignantly —olt, the bright happy look of things. She trembled with the clashing of her thoughts. She kept looking back at the T,t|ern. She could see> their window. Running away married two months and running away from her husband! She went to the station very casually laid down Murillo’s bills. Her hands were steady. They were freezing. No one noticed her—no one tried to stop her or seemed to think it odd that this tall, slender girl in the dove-colored suit was getting on the train. No one knew that she was a runaway bride who had taken fifty dollars from her husband's wallet that she might desert him. * * • HE scarcely breathed until the train was going at full speed. I___J Then she said to herself. “Lord—Lord—!" The .‘darkness of the thing she had done smote on her heart. Going home —going back there

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and quietly saying to them: "I've left Ben—“well, you see. I've left him. I’m NOT going back. No one can make me." They would be astounded. Their eyes would become enormous with astonishment. Was she mad? She would say nothing about the meeting with* Heinie. That was nothing. That served only to focus the tragic Impossibility of this marriage they had foisted on her. She would tell them calmly that she didn’t call thig marriage—it was degradation. Nothing should force her back to it. She saw her mother's tears. Her mother would say: “Ah, Sandy, I didn't expect such treatment as tills.” And Sandy would try to tel! her what a nightmare these months had been —tell her she’d truly rather die, she would die, before she'd live them again. She would! Her mother would look at shocked and grieved. She would say: “Is this any way for a wife to speak of her husband? Is this any way to turn from the vows you took? Sandy, do you want to break your

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seething with indignation. What new scandal was this she was bringing to them? They’d not stand for it: There were others by the name of McNeil. They’d see that she remembered this! Up into Sandy's face went sharp, blistering flames. Was this the way they would receive her? And she w'ould be forced to return to Ben Murillo or leave her father’s house! • * • S' - ~| HE pulled her hat carefully over her eyes, regarding her -- hands fixedly. Perhaps she’d better not go home. Get off the train at San Francisco —call up Judith. • She eoriXidered this. Judith’s mother was Angus McNeil's sister — a positive, domineering woman. Sandy could KWr her say: "You must go home. Sandy. Think what your will suffer when she hears of this. 1 must do ny duty as I see it. I must tell your father at once.” The whole world would try to push her back again. She could almost feel their hands shoving her. Her family would say she was a

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She was shaking with weaknessthe heat along her neck—the chlll| of her hands. She would have to go home—it was the only honorable thing to do. Yes, tell them quietly and flnully. She was finished with Ben Murillo, If this was marriage, she couldn’t endure it. she WOULDN'T! And If they wouldn’t permit heu to stay In the old home—! Oh, If that clawing thing at her heart would only be still a moment —well, if they didn't want her to stay, why she would go to the city. Judith would K4t her a job. ( She sat quietly now—her hand* clasped. Passengers were going out to the diner. A young man looked at Sandy in a friendly way. Shu was ready to cry. It was half past eight. Soon Murillo would be waking—he would b® reading her note. She became excited recalling th<* lines. She said to herself, hotly: •"Safe—anyway—safe! ’ He wouldn’t want her hock—he would never come for her after reading thaft note! • • rrr'lT nine o’clock Murilla renched /U sleepily along the pilow, feel--I——-J ing for Sandy's face. He sat upwith a rlihv, contented yawn, called her softly—called her again—the third time. He got up. Annoying tills Infernal energy of hers. He liked looking down at her. the black lashes making shadows on her pale checks. But she’s proha lily been up houis.i Suddenly he remembered ihc thice( young men in the hotel lobby, 110 frowned. Could she have rushed out for an early walk with them? Nono, he didn't think that of her. He went over to the window, expeering to See her on the lawn there—very radiant in some dashing sport frock or ot)W. She would look up with a careless wave of her hand. He liked that arrogant breeze of hers. Then he went rather pettishly in the bathroom: noticed her bracelet—the rings—the card. He took up the card. He read it. He grew white as death. Beads of perspiration danced to his forehead. His lips drew in, dotted wild moisture. (To Be l Continued)