Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-08-23
TO-DAY s INSTALLMENT.

With a little sound that was almost
animal in its satisfaction, Rimngton had
gone over TO the fire that roared up the
great open chimney fragrant fire Of
peat stacks and drfftwood. The play OF
its blue and violet flames fascinated him.
as though he were child. He held out
his dead hands TO their glow, and felt
his eyehds smart with the moisture the
pain Of their returning life brought 20 his
eyes
Only One Thought.
II almost seemed as though the sight
OF the hre-the glow OF warmth that
wrapped about him in the air Of the COM
Portable kitchen-had banIshed for the
instant all other thoughts from his mind.
He hardly seemed aware Of the girl a.
she moved swiftly about the kitchen. set
ting out meat and a loaf all the food
that the larder could afford-on the table
behind him. As for her IT was plain that
she kept her eyes averted from the figure
Of shame al the fire AS she went about
her task her lips were forming words. 1t
isn't possible-it isn't possible The
tears ran down her cheeks and she was
not aware of them
Betty She turned to see the man
beside her looking at her with those eyes
so familiar and yet so strange-eye9 that
held an odd half furttve half-ashsmed
look--a look that seemed 10 pierce through
the stupor that for the last few seconds
had held her. for with broken cry, she
put out her hands.
"Oh, my dear, my dear! on. my bitter
ly wronged Jack never knew or guessed
what the truth was with q self-con-
temptuous gesture that comprehended all
OF the coy kitchen, with the glory Of fire.
light playing on copper and crockery, the
coarse. white covered table, and the
rough, plentiful food. And | came here
with your aunt-to live your life, Jack; TO
walk step by step with you in your
agony. Oh, the irony of H."
Rimngton made a movement as though
TO take her in his arms, then shrinkingly
drew back II was a movement that
spoke more eloquentlv than words, and
the girl answered it by another. In a
moment she was against his breast, her
face upturned to his, her lips seeking his.
The fire. glow on her face showed the
man the Iove-lght in her eyes that he
had often dreamed Of and never, even in
dreams had hoped to see. Then, as
quickly. she drew away from him,
Selfish woman that ! am--to satisfy
my own hunger first when you are starv-
ing!'
She drew him to the big, old fashioned
settee beside the fire. waiting on him as
she would have waited upon a child, cut
ting up food. choosing dainty portions,
mindful of the danger Of the long, cruel
fast hat he was breaking, talking to him
all the while in a low voice as she might
have spoken to child, wrapping him
about with the glow of her love, so that
TO this man. who for months past had
not heard the sound OF a womans voice
this low -ceilinged kitchen was trans
formed into the threshold Of paradise
He refused to drink though she urged
him 20 take a little spirits and water
for It's medicinal sake,
NO | shall need all the few wits that
are left me, darling" he told her For
| am only the veriest bird OF passage here
Has the cottage been searched YETI"
No" The girl looked at him with
troubled eyes. Il don't understand We
had not even heard that you had es-
capped"
Her frightened senses leaped to the
thought of a trap. and she read a con
ftrmation OF her fears in the mans eyes.
THAT means they've been waiting for
me 10 make for the cottage" Remington
said in his roughened voice, that seemed
10 have grown rusty through long dis
service. Il mustn't stay a minute No
no, darlington your own sake, as well as
mine, Wherever I am taken-and II
seems inevitable that / will be taken
Il must not be here. Where Is my
sunt?"