Atlanta Georgian., 1912-07-04
ToDAY's INsTALLMENT.

The Fugitive.
The rain. which been falling for
+wo or three hour. mad ceased, and ever
ord again a watery CLEAN of sunshine
eecsnAd from the reft clouds; but the de-
l,qa had done its work, and the park, as
Bettv walked across it, had dreary'
,,,,ual look, for the rain bad brought
me -scorched leaves down in scores
# was a week since the day of Jack
12irington's arrest, and the magisterial
-noutrv was 10 take place on the morrow.
Retty was walking across the park TO
sac her sister, Edith Darlington, who
mas now installed in her own house at
Princes Gate
The Barringtons' departure from the
Croft had been extraordinarily unexpect
ed Four days ago the American VINO
rad been renting their house for SIX
months had been called back suddenly
IA America owing to some CONFUSION in
the hacking world, of which he was a
roaenate and Anthony Darlington had
insisted upon canceling the remainder OF
the agreement and taking possession of
his own house again.
since there is no question of our re
turning to Auteuil, at least let us get
into dwelling of our own he had said,
brisouely, in answer to Bettys remon-
STRANGE II am sorry, Betty. but l con-
fess don't care for being your father s
guest"
No question of returning to Auteu1l.
Whyo That was the question the sisters
had asked each other; that Betty was
asking herself now
WHY had Anthony Darlington suddenly
decided to bring little Phil back to Lon
don at the fag-end of an abnormal Au-
gust? harrington, who was almost old
Uonanish in his care for his little son.
Like Edith, Betty was beginning to dread
that under his silence, under his smiling
acduiescence, something was concealed
that Anthony harrington, astute and in
clined to suspicion as he was, was blind
to the signs of the tragedy that neither
she nor her sister had been able wholly
to conceal. simply because he chose to be
blind
In her anxiety for Edith, Betty found a
certain help in bearing her own misery.
For Ediths sake she had to crush down
some of her own grief and fear-Edith,
who was suffering so terribly, whose
nerves were strained to their utmost
stretch Of endurance 1t was week now
since Edmond Levasseur had escaped,
and from the papers it would appear that
he had not only escaped, but that he had
disappeared. The police had not lost the
scent-there never had been one.
What was to be the end of it? How
long could Edith endure?
Suddenly, as Betty walked. she became
aware that a foot kept step with hers.
She glanced sideways and saw that slight
ly behind her, in unpleasant proximity,
was man Of the most pronounced park
loafer type He smiled insinuatingly at
her, and with a sensation of mingled fear
and disgust. she quickened her steps. So
did the man
Miss Lumsden?" He raised his hat.
You DO not remember me. I am afraid"
Betty, whose step had quickened al
most to a run. hesitated and looked more
closely al her accoster.
The Accused Man
He was a tall man, well built, except
that one shoulder curved very slightly; a
red beard trinity naval. concealed the
lower part of his face and the hair he
had uncovered in raising his hat was red
der still-waving and luxuriant Certain
ly she did not know him.
oh yes. indeed you know me very
we'll, the man said, anticipat ting the de-
nial that was rising to her lips "It Is
merely a lapse of memory on your part
we have not met for some years May
we walk on? I have particular and ur-
gent reasons for not wishing to attract
undue attention to myself"
little fear caught at Betty's heart
! do not know you; please do not mo-
lest me any further she said sharply.
There was something almost challeng-
ing in her tone, and the mans face
changed