Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-07-16
TO-DAY IS INSTALLMENT.

Perhaps the old man would have dealt
the blow his hand was upraised To deal
the blow the child cried out against
Joining her voice 10 the moaning on the
hed had not the tinkling of the shop bell
sounded, and a cry 40 The stairs an
nounced the arrival Of the woman who
came for daily work Dodging him. the
gnomelike child ran down to greet her.
and lex. calling her back and bidding
the woman come upstairs TO stay with
she invalid. went downstairs into the shop
to telephone 10 Paul SAKE
Paul Sake was an early riser perhaps
because he had lived long in coun-
tries where men rise early to get the
better OF the sun. and this morning he
was already engaged with his private cor
respondence. in his own room AT the pa
lstial offices in Chichester House full
half an hour before the meanest OF his
clerks was timed to put in an appear
ance. when the message Of the proprie-
ter Of the Toby jug came through TO
him across the wires
This morning despite The pleasant
freshness Of the atmosphere, the fnancier
looked a little faded. There we're shad-
ows about his eyes and a certain tense
leok about the lips which So often
smiled His tone as he answered sam
uel Jex's call was far from pacific. If he
could have seen the look on the face
Of the man who spoke he might diplomat
list as he was have spoken differently
What's that: Jenny III? Well, what
the mischief do you ring me up 70 tell
me that for7 Is she ever anything else
r."
Even over the wires lex knew what
the conclusion Of that broken sentence
was. and he answered II
She is" he said Dying She's asked
TO see you. sir; otherwise ! would not
have troubled Can't last more n a cou-
pie Of hours, the doctor tells me-
What" The receiver shook in Paul
Saxes hand To the man listening in the
darkened shop in Westminster that one
word seemed like shout Of triumph Il
am sorry 10 hear that-very sudden,
surely. Do you think there Is any good
purpose to be gained by my coming
She asked for you, sir A dying WON
ans whim. maybe, but 7 couldn't refuse
re send for YOU
"Well-if It won't disturb her, or create
a scene. I'll come You'n undertake
there will be no scene Jex?"
TN undertake that, sir
What held Paul Saxe's ears usually 40
sensitive TO every change Of tone. that
re could not discern the scorn and malice
that spoke In the old mans quavering
voice? Clever as he was. he had fallen
into the error. than which none Is more
fatal ~ forgetting that no enemy is so
mean as 10 he altogether despised
AN right, III be with You a soon as
can"
SAKE rang on and hung up the receiver.
He leaned his elbows on the table and
sat staring into space Jennie dying
Jennie the woman he had tied like a
milestone around his neck in moment Of
bovish folly, Then, the one barrier he
feared between him and his desire that
barrier he had schemed to remove had
been broken down by a stronger more
efficient hand than his. Jennie curious
look passed over his face What beau
tiful animal she had been what a help 20
him in those shady games he had played
during the hrst years Of their married
life Had any man ever had such de-
COW Her absolute stupidity. her nalien-
able faith in him. had rendered her SUI
preme And she was dying Well.
good job. too-for herself he meant, as
well as for him She had only been
misery 10 herself II 1t were not for
the COMPOUNDED child it was the hest
thing that could happen.
Still, the child could easily he disposed
of She was only child and knew moth
ing and lexis tongue was effectuauy
sealed Paul Saxe's eyes grew hard and
bright as he sat there as his ewes were