Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1912-04-23

And locked the door, and shrieked. and it seemed
to that there was new thing and new though
in my life. 1 have done you hideous wrong, Julien
There is only one way I can set it right There is
only moment in which it can be DONE and thai
moment is Tomorrow shall be back again
For this one hour the truth. am very ric1
woman. Julien. My husbands future indeed Is
in all I have done I have been his agent. He hates
you. has hated you from the first because you vert
moment OF madness ina perfectly well-ordered life
One of her hands stole from her mum stole on,
half-hestatingy towards him. Julien took 1t in his
and raised it to his lpG Then he looked her In ths
eyes.
derstand perfectly the reasons for your coming. GO
back your husband wear your coronet and receive
his guests with free conscience. I forgive you.
hand slipped back into her mutt She began
to trenble little
I pay willingly. 1 engaged TO marry very
charming girl who believed in and whom carel
anything outside Of my career. I hirted with you
because it a piquant thing to do You were
woman whom other men found difficult; you We're ma
wife of maan whom 1 despised and who tryias
all the time to undermine my position sacrificed
Today pay I am willing AS for you. Mabel. your
visit here shall square Things between us wish You
the best of luck You must let me ring for my SER
want He will find taxicab"
He moved toward the bell Mrs carraby, with her
hands inside muff, stood exactly as though she
were part of the furniture Of the room. With his
finger upon ivory disc. he hesitated. She was
not looking towards him. and her eyes were haH
Perhaps" he suggested. you would rather hnd
vious reasons"
She turned slowly round.
do not ring" she ordered sharply Come here"
He came at once towards her. She took both his
hands hers she leaned toward him She was tai
Julien" whispered, lis this all that you have
70 .It Is more Julien replied frankly than ex4
peeted ever to you again in this world.
What do you expect? You don't think that am the
part friends. If you like Here's my hand
I'VE must part then2' she said
He shrugged his shoulders
~Uniess walking tour n Normandy for month
appeals to you. You see, I am going TO take nol-
of holidays might not exactly agree"
"A holiday she repeated. Il am not sure-do you
know. Julien. sometimes believe that nave never
had holiday in life?"
He looked at her doubtfully.
have come here to ask one question:? You are
different the people have known Intimately and
the people with whom I have been brought up. diff
ferent from my husband. You know what my life
has been have told you just now that the great
doubt has come to me within the last few days
WON'T YOU tell me what I to know? Is there
anything better anything greater anything more Won
these ambitions this social struggle? Tell Julien
is there anything else? Can you tell me how and
once more her fingers had crept out of her nun
Her hands upon his shoulders she seemed to BE
drawing him to her. julien kissed her lightly on the
For YOU my dear Mabel he decided Il should
say that there was nothing better a leopard
change its spots The life into which you have been
brought for which you have qualified SO admirably
sometimes in your dreams, IN your waking hours.
that you hear cries and calls from another country
don't listen to them. would be happy out-
side the world you know Of. You see, one who has
made such a failure of life himself is yet well able
to advise. Forgive me-"
The Telephone his writing table was ringing.
He turned aside to answer it. 1t question re-
garding the whereabouts papers at the Office,
and took him few minutes to explain When ne
set the receiver around, he alone
There was nothing remind him of her visit but
which seemed to have fallen from her
nun and the faint perfume from them he took
them up sriet them for moment and flung them
lightly into the hearth. Then Re touched his bell.
MY hat, stick and gloves. Richards, he ordered.
Bring my things Clearinghouse at half-past eight
Have them registered only to BOulogne. You under
stand?'
Perfectly. sir" the replied
Julien glanced once more around his sitting room.
The little of violets smoudering upon the
hearth in q sense. they seemed to him symbolcaI
Hendricks IS right" ne muttered 1T is the
women who play the devil with our lives"
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