Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1911-01-20
CHAPTER K.
ARnEN or DREAMS.

IN A GARDEN OF DREAMS. IA
i In the garden the moons faint light
Rlimmered on the broad = satiny leaves
Of the cameiias and III e delicate tfac-
cries OF red maple foliage. AT Its
farther side, amid : Towering bushes
which cast long indigo shadowsl stood
a small pagoda. brought many years be-
fore from Korea and toward this Daunt
and the girl whom he had held, for a
breathless moment in his arms, strolled
slowly along a winding, pebbled path
tremulant with the pickering shadows OF
little leaves. The structure had small
platform, and here on a bench they sat
down, the fragrant garden spread out
before them
He had remembered that a guest had
been expected TO arrive that day from
America, and knew that this must be
she. But, strangely enough, it die not
seem as IL they lad never before met.
Nor had he the least idea that, since
that short sharp. scene. they had ex-
changed scarcely a dozen words. In its
curious sequel, as he stood listening to
the eNho OF Bersonin's strange laughter,
he had ntomentarily forgotten all about
her. Then he had remembered with q
shock that he had left her perched, In
evening dress. on the high railing OF
the arbor.
IT wonder If you are in the habit
she had. said with a littiel laugh sof
putting unchaperoned girls on the tops
OF fences, and going away and forget
ting all about Them Sss
Her laugh was deliciously uneven, but
II did not seem 50 from fright. He had
answered something Unfortunately fool
ish and had lifted her down again.
not holding her so closely this time. He
remembered that on the first occasion
lie had held her very tightly indeed.
lie could still feel the touch OF wisp
OF her hair which, In his flying leap.
had fallen. against his cheek 1t was
red bronze and 1t shown now in the
moonlight like molten metal Her eyes
were brown, andgwhen she smiled
He wrenched his gaze away with a
start But Il did not stray far-Amere-
" to the point OF q white-beaded slip
per peeping from the edge of a ruffle
OF Kauze that had mysteriously Inn
prisoned filmy sprays of lily-of-the-
valley. 81
he looked up suddenly. conscious that
she was laughing silently What Is
it?"
we seemssso tremendously acquaint-
ed" she said. FOR people who" She
stopped an instant You don't even
In the differences to her coming he
had heard her name spoken and now
by sheer mental effort, he mapaged
to recall AZ.
You are Mas Fairfax," he said "And
my name. perhaps ought to add. is
Daunt. am, the secretary of EN- as-
sy Il hope, after our littleS effort o1
tonight, you will not consider diplo-
macy only high-class vaudeville. Such
comedy scarcely represents our daily
bill"
Poor bruteg' she said. 81 hope he
win inJure nobody"
Luckily. the children are off the
streets at this hour he answered
Hell not go far; the police are too
numerous. / am afraid our very pro-
ficient performer is permanently retir-
ed from the company. But haven't
yet congratulated you. You don't seem
one bit afraid"
IT hadn't time TO be frightened. t.
was thinking or something else! The
fright came afterward. when saw you
wien you left me on the railing" She
spoke a little constrainedly, and went
on quickly: II really am a desperate
CO ward about some things. I should
never dare to go up on an acceptance
for instance. as Patsy tells me you dc
almost every day. She says the Jap
anese call you the Honorable Fly
Man."
There's no foreign tneater in Tokyo
and no winter opera he said lightly
I'VE have to amuse, one anuthery ape
the Glider is my way Of contrfbu tine
my share Of the entertainment. Itpsis
|,certainiy an uplifting performance
He smiled. but she shook her head.&
''Ah,' she said ~ kpewf sIswass al
Fort Logan last summer the day Leu