Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-10-22
Initials Only" y By Anna katherine Creme
A Thrilling Mystey Story Of Modern Time,
copyright, 1911. Street G. SmithQ
1911, by Dodd, Mead e. Coz
TODAY INsTALLMENT.


."rben I'm not to see him tonight"
~ pray you to wait. He's-he's been
a very sick man
Dangerously SOP"
Yes
orlando continued to regard her with
,acuIiar awakening gaze, showing, Mr..
Cvballoner thought, more interest in her
.han in his brother, and when he spoke
4, was mechanically and as If in sole
,ba5ience to the proprieties of the occa-
sion.
,s+alv. His last letter was cheerful one,
and I supposed that all was right till
,bance revealed the truth. l came on at
orce was intending to come, anyway
have business here, as you probably
know, Miss Scott.
she shook her head. 81 know very lit
tla about business" said she.
NV brother has not told you why he
expected me?"
ne has not even told me that he sx-
pected YOU
NO" The word was highly ex-
Drassive There was surprise In It and
q touch of wonder, but, more than all.
satisfaction. Oswald was always close
routhed," he declared. IT'S good fault.
I'm obliged to the boy
These last words were uttered with a
ughtness which imposed upon his two
highly agitated hearers, causing Mr. ChaI-
loner 10 frown and Doris to shrink back
IN Indignation at the man who could in
Sulge in a sportive suggestion in presence
NJ such fears, If not OF such memories. as
the situation evoked. But to one who
knew the strong and self-oontained man
to sweetwater possibly, had ne been
present-there was in this very attempt
In his quiet manner and In the strange
and htfuI flash of his ordinarily quick
eve, that which showed he was laboring-
and had been labor1ng almost from his
nrst entrance, under an excitement OF
thought and feeling which in one of his
powerfully organized nature must end
and that soon in an outburst OF mys-
terous passion which would carry every
thing before it. But he did not mean that
It should happen here He was too ao-
oustomed to self-command to forget him
self in this presence. He would hold
these rampant dogs in leash till the hour
of solitude; then-a glitterfng smile twist
cd his lips as he continued to gaze, first
at the girl who had just entered his life,
and then at the man he had every res-
son to diBtrust, and with that firm re-
strRint upon himself still IN full force
remarked. with courteous inclination:
The hour is late for further CONVEX
ration. I have a room at the hotel and
win return to 1t at once. In the morn
ing hope TO see my brother"
He was going, Doris not knowing what
10 say, Mr.. Challoner not DESTROYS OF
OBTAINING him. when there came the
sound of a little tinkle from the other
side Of the hail, blanching the young
girls cheeks and causing Orlando Broth
erson's brows TO rise in peculiar salts
faction,
My brother7" he asked
Yes" came IN faltering reply He
has heard our voices. I must go to him q
Say that Orlando wishes him a good
night" sndled her hearts enemy, with a
how Of infinite grace.
She shuddered, and was Fastening
from the room. when her glance CHANGED
70 fall on Mr.. Challoner, He was
pale and looked greatly disturbed The
prospect of being left alone with a mar
whom she had herself denounced to him
az his daughters murderer might prove
tax to his strength TO which she had nc
right to subject him. Pausing with ar
Appealing air. she made him slight gest-
uTs which he at once understood.
I will accompany you into the hail.