Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1911-01-06
CCOntinued from previous issus)

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You don't like hint can see that
we'll enough" went on Phil aggressively.
why not? He's lot ABOVE any man
know, and I'm proud to have him for
friend of mine
There's no accounting for tastes" re-
turned Daunt dryly. "At any rate.
whether I like Doctor Rersonin or not.
There's another thing that's more apro-
pos He pointed to the decanter in the
others hands. You've had enough of
that tonight. I should think"
Phil redeemed. I'VE had no more than
can carry, If 1t comes 10 that" he re-
torted And guess I'm able to take
care of myself"
Daunt hesitated a moment. Todays
call had been a part OF his consistent
effort, steadily growing more irksome,
to keep alive, for the sake of the old cob
lege name, the quasi friendship be-
tween them, and to invoke whatever in
1uence he might once have possessed.
I'm thinking of your brother" he said
quietly. You say his yacht came into
harbor from Kobe today. He'll scarcely
be more than a week in the temple cities,
and any train may bring him after that.
You'll want all the time you've got to
straighten out. You'll need to put your
best foot forward.
A look that was not pleasant shot
across Phils face. 'I suppose I shall"
he said savagely. "A pretty brother he
isl He wrote me from home that il he
found I'd been playing, he'd cut his al
lowance to me to $50 a week. I'd like to
knock that smile Of his down his throat
the cold-blooded fish! He spends
enoughi'
Hes earned it. 1 understand said
Daunt
$50 will 1, perhaps. after I've had
my fling. I'm In no hurry, and wont
take orders always from mimi I've had
TO knuclxle down to him all my life. and
I'm precious tired Of it, I can tell you.
What business is It of his If 1 choose to
stay out here in the East?''
A flush had risen 10 Daunt's fore
head. but he turned away without reply.
At the stair. however, he spoke again:
Look here Phil" he said. coming
slowly back. why not come up TO
Tokyo for a whileT' fts-quieter, and
lit will be a change. have a little
Japanese house in Aoyama that leased
as place to work on my Glider models,
but don't use II now, and it's fairly
well furnished. The caretaker Is an
from it's ring and laid II on tn table.
Let me leave this anyway-the address
is on the label-and do as you like about
IT."
Phil looked at him an instant with
narrowing eyes. then laughed. ''Toyko
visitations every other dayl"
You needn't be afraid of that, re-
piled Daunt. 'Tll not come to lecture
you. haven't set foot in the place for
a month. and probably shan't for a
month to come. Go up and try it. any
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a little while and get q grip on thingsW
Phil looked away. sudden memory
came to him of face he had seen in
Tol1yo-at one Of the matsuri or ward
Festivals girls face oval and pensive
and with a smile like flash of sun
light. Her kimono had been all of hol-
iday codors, and he had tried desperately
to pick acquaintance with poor success.
A second time he had seen her, on the
beach at Kamaxura. She had dropped
her swinging clog and he had rescued IT.,
and won a word of thanks and a smile
from her dark eyes. She herself had
unbent little, but the girls with her
were full of frolic and the handsome
foreigner was an adventure He had
discovered that she. spoke English and
lived in Tokyo. in the ward of the mat
surf.
you're not a bad sort, Daunt." he
SAID QOI kIlOWt Uul
Good" said Daunt. ''Ill send chit
to my caretaker the first thing in the
morning. and III put your name ON the
visitors list at the Tokyo club. Well,
must be off,.
Phil saw him cross the fragrant close
to the gate with growing sneer. Then
he threw himself on a chair and gazed
moodily out across the ceepening haze
to where, just inside the harbor break
water, lay the white yacht of whose
coming Daunt had spoken.
A bitter scowl was on his face. He
'prang up, filled glass from the de-
/ canter and drank 1t thirstily. With the
instant glow Of the liquor his mood
relaxed He picked up the key from
the table and stood tn oughtfully swing
ing 1t a moment by it's wooden label.
Then he put 1T in his pocket and, looking
at his watch, caught up straw hat
and went briskly down to the street.
He swung down the steep. twisting,
ravine-like road to the Bund with less
of ill-humor. He had no thought OF
the dark blue sky arching over, soft with
vapors like a smoke Of gold, or Of the
glimpses of the sea that came in sharp
bursts Of light between the curving walls
that lowered on either side.
At the foot of the hill, stood a sign
board on which was pasted large bill
in yellow:
AT THE GAIETY THEATER
TNETu1u,rO rrArf1 A rauVAHIrNJrn OF