Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1909-10-05
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Hello! Is this Nine-o-"
Eyes, yesr'
'Is this the residence Of Alexander C.
! Graeme?'
Yes" The syllable almost choked her.
( us this Miss Graeme at the phone?"
1T is"
Miss Sylvia Graeme?"
Yes"
This is Daniel Maitland. syl-
via!'
LAS If did not know your voice!" she
cried invoiuntarily.
There followed a little pause; and in
her throat the pulse frightened and
drummed.
IT have opened the bag. Sylvia :"
please 80 on
"And I've sounded the depths of your
hideous infamy!"
"Oh!" He was laughing.
1--WE done more. I've made a burnt
offering. within the last five minutes. Can
you guess what it is?''
'T--I-don't want to guess! 1 want to
be told"
"A burnt offering on the altar OF your
happiness, dear. The papers in the case
of Dougherty Investment company no
longer exist"
DAM!
Sylvia. Does 1t please your"
Don't you know? How can 1t
do anything but please me? If you knew
how 1 have suffered because my father
suffered. fearing the No, but you
must listen! Dan. 1t was wearing him
down to the grave, and thought"
"You thought that If you could get the
papers and give them to him"
yes l could see no harm, because he
was as innocent as you
"Of course. But why didn't you ask
me?"
HE did. and you refused"
But how could 1 tell, Sylvia, that you
were his daughter, and that should
"Hush Central will heart
"Centrars got other things to do, be-
sides listening to early morning confabu-
latlons. 1 love you"
"Yes?''
II love-to hear you say so. dear"
please say that last word over again.
didn't get it,"
And that means that you'll marry
me?"
A pause.
IT say, that means
II heard you, DaR."
But it does doesn't itT' a
Yes" iSlst
'When?' tglr
Whenever you please"
I'm come up now"
Don't be silly
WELL when then? TodayT'-
"Yes-nor'
But when?''
"Tomorrow-I mean next week. mean
next month"
mo; today at A. I'll call for YOU"
But, Dan. . q. :"
Sweetheart
But you mustn't! . How can -
Easily enough. There's the Little
Eeh-Around-the-Cor
But I've nothing to wear"'
"Oh!'
Another pause.
Dan You don't wish it-truly?'
II do wish IT, truly. Today, at The
Church of the TRANSPORTATION. Yes, III:
scare up a best man If you'll find brides
maids. Now you will, won't your
'I-if you wish it, dear"
I'll have to ask you to repeat that
IT shan't Therer'
Every WELL" meekly. But will you tell
me one thing. please?"
What is it?'
where on earth did you get hold of
that KIT or tools!
She laughed softly. Tiny big brother
caught a burglar once, and kept his kit
for a remembrance. 1 borrowed them"
"Give me your big brothers address and
I'll send 'em back with my thanks-No,
by George! won't, either. I've as much
right to keep 'em as he has on that prin-
ciple."
And again she laughed, very gently and
happily. Dear God, that such happiness
could come to one!
Sylvan
Eyes. dear?'
do you love me?''
IT think you may believe it. when I sit
here at o'clock in the morning, listening
to a silly boy talk nonsense over a tele-
phone wire"
but 1 want to hear you say soP'
But Central"
IT tell you Central has other things to
do"
At this juncture the voice of Central,
faded and calculated, broke in curtly:
Are you through
CTHE END)
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