Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-10-03
,r,nvright, 1911. Street 8: smith
lCoPjs 1911. by Dodd, Mead & Co.
rnDAY's INsTALLMENT.

su.otuater was disguised, and was
-.;1tdrawinS in high Indignation from his
,-,1tage point when something occurred
20 startling enough nature TO hoid MIN
,nbere he was in a most GREATNESS eA-
recitation. ,..,,-.,. - -, j,
Il" los always family visible, even
80 the light was not very strong in the
"n nI-t.e room. had suddenly become a
,l.2.t and shining Ioophole, with a sug-
of movement in the space beyond
t,ok which had hid this hole on
,.,so,,s side had been taken down
~ hook in all those hundreds whose
'"> ii +breatened Sweetwater's schemes,
:. NOT himself.
an instant the thwarted detective
- for the angry shout or the smoth-
ne, ,atb which would naturally follow
s,.oov,erv by Brotherson of this at
,or,,,,tsd interference with his privacy
o., al was still on his side Of the wall
,.,,s+1ing of leaves could be heard, as
~, irvantor searched for the poem he
.a,tod hut nothing more. In Withdraw
~, booL he had failed to notice the
hoIe in the plaster back of 1t. But he
aor,I5 hardly fail to see it when he came
- r,t the book back. Meantime, sus-
ususe for SWeetWaler'
Il nae several minutes before he heard
Al, Rrotherson's voice again, then it was
in tr,il..1phant repetition of the lines
r,bicb had escaped his memory. They
.,,are oroat words surely and SWeetwater
royar forgot them. an impression so forct-
NJ that he was able to repeat them
,r,or+hs afterward to Mr.. Gryce, did not
,r.vent him from noting the tone in
r,bich they we're uttered nor the thud
which followed as the book was thrown
down upon the floor.
"FooIr' The word rang out in bitter
irony from his irate neighbours lips
"Vvhat does he know of woman! Woman!
Lot him court a rich one and see-out
that's all over and done with. No more
harping on that string, and no more read
ing of poetry. I'll never" The rest was
lost in his throat and was quite unintel-
Hgible to the anxious listener.
SeIf-revealing words, which an instant
before would have aroused Sweetwater's
deepest interest! But they had suddenly
lost an force for the unhappy listener
The sight of that hole still shining bright
" before his eyes had distracted his
thoughts and reused his liVeliest appre-
tensions. If that book should( be allowed
for period Of uncertainty he shrank
from contemplating. Any moment his
neighbor might look up and catch sight
Of this hole bored in the backing of the
gheives before him. Could the man who
had been guilty of submitting him to this
outrage stand the strain of waiting indefi-
nitelv for the moment of discovery? He
doubted II, If the suspense lasted too long
Shifting his position, he placed his eye
where his ear had been. He could see
very little. The space before him, limited
as it was to the width of the one volume
withdrawn. precuded his seeing aught
but what lay directly before him. Hap
ply, It WAS in this narrow line of vision
that Mr.. Brotherson stood He had re-
surned work upon his model and was so
placed that while his face was not visible,
his hands were and as Sweetwater
watched these hands and noticed the del
icacy Of their manipulation, he was
enough Of a workman to realize that work
so fine called for an undivided attention.
He need not fear the gaze shifting. while
those hands moved as warily as they did
now
Relieved for the moment. he left his
post and, sitting down on the edge Of his
cot gave himself up to thought.
He deserved this mchance Had he
prohted properly by Mr.. Gryce's teach
lngs, he would not have been caught like
this; he would have calculated not upon
the nine hundred and ninety-nine chances
ct that book being left alone, but upon
me thousandth one of its being the very
one TO be singled out and removed. Had
ne done this-had he taken pains to so
roughen and discolor the opening he had
made that it would look like an ancient
raj hole instead of Showing clean
pore ne would have some answer to give