Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1909-07-06

at large, Sne escaped sympathy anu CeH-
sure alike. And as soon as it could con-
veniently be accomplished, Quaintance
had brought her back home.
Small wonder then, that they looked
about them with thankful hearts and
glad eyes as they threaded the hurrying
throng on the avenue.
Where are we going, dear?" she asked
him, and he gazed loveingly down at the
radiant features upturned from their nest
OF furs. She was his wife now, this
dainty. delicate creature for whom he
had fought and suffered as a man must
to know the true value of victory.
: We're going as fairs the Night and
Day bank, sweetheart" he informed her.
Ito get you a small wedding present I've
had slowed away there since first met
YOU"
1T was here first saw YOU" he said
hating presently on the steps of the
bank.
And I saw you," she admitted, blush
ing You were looking at me so
strangely. And 1 didn't understand
Jules Chevrel was waiting for me in the
cross-street. 1 was horribly frightened
then"
1.-The the dogr said he, explosively
"And yet but for him you'd never have
seen me-" she reminded him.
He shook his head solemnly over that
undeniable fact.
True for you" he agreed. IT'S q
queer thing that his rascally macRtzN-
tions should have been the means of my
meeting you" He slipped an arm round
her waist while he led her through the
swing door into the bank.
His former acquaintance there greeted
him with great Difference.
Eyes, we received all your letters, Mr..
New Mr.. Quaintance," said he. THE
bank is perfectly satisfied, and your old
account will be transferred to the new
one at once. VIII you please record your
usual signature here?"
Business details over, Quaintance be-
thought himself of the diamonds. These
were promptly produced and delivered in
to his own hands.
She looked down, entranced. at the lam
bent, rose-colored stones. one in each
pink palm.
"Oh, Stephen" she cried in low and
| tremulous voice, looking up at him
They're far too splendid for me. You
should have married a princess!"
We'll take them to Tiffany's in the
morning and have them set. And mean
time we must get something to eat, some
where
by the way, Mr.. New Mr.. Quain-
lance, we have some letters for you,"
the banker informed him blandly. "T
had almost forgotten, but-here they
are"
Thanks" said Quaintance, stuffing
them hastily into coat pocket. Much
obliged to you. Good night. Come on,
Dagmar. It's dinner time"
A waiter sprang toward them at Mar
tins as they crossed the threshold Of
the same room in which they had met,
unknown to each other and under such
widely different auspices, a few short
months before
All that they said to each other
over that meal concerns themselves
only. But it may be stated, that,
when 1t was over and Quaintance had
ordered coffee, they both fell silent,
looking about them with eyes that
were very friendly and we'll disposed
toward the others there. And they
were still sunk in such wordless con-
tentment when a CHEEKY voice recall
| ed them from the clouds.
''Hlo, Quaintancew it said, and they
! looked up swiftly at the gray-haired
dress who had come forward and
stopped beside them.
Quaintance sprang to his feet, hand
outstretched.
Cad! but I'm glad to see you,
O'Ferral," he cried. "Degmar, this is
a little surprise. 1 didn't know wheth-
er OFerral was in town. A chair,
waiter. Will you have something to
eat, OFerral?'
I've dined, thanks"
"Then have a cigar"
Quaintance plunged a hand into his
overcoat pocket, pulled forth his case
and a couple of letters which he
would have tossed to one side had not
he caught sight of the postmark on
one of them.
Your pardon" he said to the other
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! fellow says-and forget him"
| His wife turned to O'Ferral, to
whom she had much to tell. Their
voices sounded far away and indis-
| tinct to him as he stared at the paper
! before him. And he stared at 1t for
so long that she at length took him
| to task
He looked at her for a moment as
! If she had been a stranger, and then
at O,Ferral.
Il wish you would read that to
me-" he said in a puzzled whisper. IT
| don't seem to get the sense of 1t.
Read 1t aloud" Quaintanee ordered
| IT'S from San Francisco, Dagmar-
from the lawyers there. Go on,
| o FerraL We're listening"
And O'Ferral obeyed, with good
will.
dear Sir" he began. 1--WE duly
received vour favor from Paris, in
closing certificate of your marriage to
/ the ward of our late client. Mr.. Miles
| Quaintance, as also proof of your
| Identity, which we have since salts
| fed ourselves is competent. And in
/ this connection we beg to express our
profound regret that we were misled
| into recognizing Mr.. Dominic Seagar
/ in your place, but, as you yourself
! were admittedly the chief contributor