Indianapolis Times, Volume 37, Number 267, Indianapolis, Marion County, 10 March 1926 — Page 10

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WHA THAS HAPPENED IN THE STORY SO FAR Sandy McNeil, forced by her Impoverished family Into a loveless marriage with Ben Murlllo. a rich Italian, sacrifices her love for Timmy, a ohtldhood sweetheart. Frequent quarrels follow. A son is bom, dying- almost immediately. Seeking some escape, Sandy appeals to her Uncle Bob, who enables her to take a Honolulu trip with her mother. There she meets Ramon Worth, who saves her life in the surf. He boards the same steamer home and during the voyage declares his love. At home Sandy tells Murillo she must be freed. He declares he will never release her. Later lie intercepts a letter from Ramon to Sandy. go on wrm the story from here

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CHAPTER XL M IT—riHAT time is it, Sandy?’’ yU “Six o’clock.” '' ■ “Days getting short.’’ “October, mother. They always do, you know. You look so lovely day, Isabel.” Mrs. McNeil, propped by the pillows, the soft, gray hair in damp ringlets about her temples, kept her eyes closed. Tears squeezed from under the lids. “Sandy—you think —I’m getting better?”

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“Oh, you are! You’ll be cooking the turkey again Thanksgiving ” “Lean down. If ” The kind, soft lips twitched. Now the tears ran quickly. “If I get better —you’ll keep—your promise?” Her eyes wide open now, lurking with terror, pleading. Sandy tried meet them. She thought: J She's dying’ She knows it. She’s afraid of it." “You’ll keep it?" • * * OEIt mother’s eyes were pulling her. These wide-open, frightened eyes had hold of her like hands. "Yes—l’ll keep it!” “Andif —I go? Sandy ” “I K keep it.” Isabel smiled. Sandy turned her head quickly, swallowed. She felt choked. She felt that hands rose in the gathering darkness. They rose with flat, open palms and pressed against her. She touched her fingers against her blouse, A telegram was hidden there. It had come ten minutes ago. Not opened yet. She hadn't dared to open it. From Ramon. She waited for Alice’s coming . . . waited, choking and cold —stifling wth suspense. Outside at last. Stealing through the grapevines—sitting on the bench —tearing softly at the yellow envelope. In the morning she had wired: “Did you write me? When and what? S. M.” Here was the answer: “Yes. Sent you a sketch of the Pali at midnight done by a friend. No message except title ‘Where heaven meets earth.’ ” That was all. No signature. None of the wild words of love she had dreaded. Murilla had been cheated. She leaned back exhaused and unnerved. * * • St— —i HE leaned back Watching the sunset sky. She felt her J mother’s hands —her mother’s eyes In that moment of fright and pleading. And then she felt other eyes. They were Ramon’s, filled with yearning and anguish as he lifted her from the water ... as she lay in his arms, floating down a sea of flowers. And they were his eyes the night

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she clasped her hands about his neck, drew his face to hers, kissed hint. Her mind recreated the scene—made her warm and restless. And suddenly ready to cry with loneliness. Her mind recreated the moment — took her out on the ship under the starless sky. The warmth of his clasp, the sweetness of their breaths mingling. She took a leaf from the vine. Beautiful leaves, changing color now, dappled with scarlet and silver. Winter coming—the touch of winter in the breeze. Sandy let the leaf drop from her fingers. She said to herself roughly, annoyed at the warmth and restlessness: "I promised. It’s all settled now.” But she went to a stationery store on the way home. She bought a tablet and pencil, scribbling a note: “Ramon —Don’t write to me ngain. Please. My mother Is 111. Don’t send another letter to my home. 1 wish we were back on the Islands. A hundred years from now I may see you again down there. Summer is over now. The grapevines are all in autumn dress. Thanks for the picture.” She folded this page with reluctant slowness. She remembered hi* quiet when he said: “I love you. I’m not going to forget .you. This is love, Sandy. I know.” • * # S'” - "! HE folded it slowly, thinking: “He’ll write anyway!" She u_J wanted him to write anyway! She thought of the envelope at Murillo’s plate—the lock on the mail box. Even Judiths letters would be opened! Standing in the little store, the tablet resting on the counter, Sandy turned this thought over and over. Even Judith might no longer write to her! The image of the torn envelope sharpened. He was going to open all her letters. He wanted her to know he was doing this— Would he. though! She decided swiftly. She went out hotly—flushed to the eyes. She went to the postoffice and rented a box. She said to herself: “I’ll drop Jude a line and tell her.” Her thought answered: “You’re not doing it for Judith. Don’t kid

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yourself.” She pretended not to hear. * • HE walked down to the water —out on the pier. A year u_J and a half since those April nights when Timmy had whispered with such boyish fervor: “Gee, Sandy, I love you so!” Dear Timmy, so sweet and so young. But Sandy was not young now. She felt old and hard —shoved away those dear, happy, careless things. A yacht swayed tn the gloomy waters. The waters looked so cold and so dark. This was the way Sandy felt. Her mother though* that was She should feel quiet and cold —always. | She heard herself repeating: “I promise. Yes, I’ll Bound to this whether Isabel lived or died. It made her shudder to keep re-

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peating this. It made her breathless with hot, speechless revolt. She wouldn’t keep the promise. Yes, she would! No! It wouldn’t be kept! And she suddenly pictured herself and Ramon standing together on the pier: Ramon’s brown, sinewy hands pressing on hers. She trembled and tried to push the thought of him from her. But all evening it remained. She looked over the kodak pictures. One of him on the surf board, bronzed and laughing. She looked at them until the features were graven on her mind. Then she kenlt at the fireplace and burned them all. She thought childllshly: “This proves it’s all finished. He won’t write again. I told him not to.” She looked all over the house for

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the etching. Finally, she said to Ida: “Mr. Murillo got a picture in the mall this morning. Did you happen to see what he did with it?” “A small picture? He put it in his pocket.” Since their quarrel, Murillo didn’t dlpe at home. Sometimes ho remained away all night. At theso times Ida watched Sandy with that peculiar angry compassion on her broad, stolid face. Several times she started to speak, then shook her head, became sullen. The day after Ramon's telegram and her answer Sandy was in the kitchen preparing her mother's lunch. The phone rang. Lucklnly, Alice was sleeping. It was a long distance call from San Francisco, A girl asked: “Is Mrs. Sandy Murillo there? I wish

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to speak with her directly.” "This is she.” “Then wait a moment.” It was he. She felt crowded oppressed shivering and glad. Ills deep, resonant voice: “You, Sandy? I’m writing to you. Whore can I send it?” "No—don’t.” “I'm coming down.” “No—don't." “Where can I send a letter?” “Box 1725.” “Good-by!” Ringing like ong Faint —almost, overcome, Sandy heard her own voice giving that number. She stood at tho phone, nevertheless, panic-held. “You wanted him to have it,” a, voieo accused “You got it for him!” In this way it began. • (To Be Continued!

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