Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-06-24
TODAY IS INSTALLMENT.

"Betty. dear I didn't bring you here,
Re said gently Don't YOU remember You
slipped away from my side when the light
went out and got away, thank heaven
week ago. Betty no YOU realize that2
"A week ago Jack? What 10 You
mean She raised her face from her
hands and looked at him with wide eyes
a week --
Had he ever been mad enough 10 enter
tain he thought of her guilt Looking
at her DOW Remington knew that what =
ever No had dreaded during the time OF
i.idems tension in the house IN Tempest
street. whatever fears had racked hlm
during these past black days, now, face
10 face with her. the thoughts had been
a blasphemy
yes. dear, a week" he said You've
heard how fear and pain have turned
peoples hair white in a night, Betty, and
the fear and pain Of that night have
robbed YOU Of q week Of life. For week,
ever since YOU came home that awful
night. YOU have been like little child
the Betty Of ten years ago. DIR Hardnge
hardly dared to hope the gates would roll
back again for you.
"A week out of life, You mean that
my memory went for week? Jack, !
can't understand l can hardly believe It,
/ can remember nothing, only that the
light went out and that YOU were near
me
Nothing nothing at all. Betty2' He
hardly dared TO press her-she looked so
forlorn so fragile; yet she was the Betty
he loved, must always love, come what
might. and for all his remorse Of mo-
ment since, he dreaded lest she might slip
away from him once again into those
strange. pale distances of the gray Dor
derland where her little feet had been
straying
"Only vague, terrifying dream.
As gently as he could he told her all
he knew, all that Mrs Remington had told
him Of her return But he did not dare
to mention the Lake OF Blood, nor tell Of
the man who lay beneath the shadow OF
the rope-yet.
Nothing to Fear.
But can You remember nothing he
asked her Dear heart, why were YOU in
Tempest street at all? Betty. why do YOU
tremble? There's nothing to be afraid Of
II want you TO understand that moth
ing
He spoke with conviction She had
nothing to fear, because. though she was
the victim of some terrible coincidence,
though the ugly octopus of mystery had
swept it's coils about her as It had about
himself Of any participation in the trag-
edv that had taken place in that house
Of the clocks she was as innocent as he
knew himself to he. The conviction came
10 him with as absolute certainty. as
though an angel had descended from
heaven TO confirm IT,
No Oh I am afraid Everything is
so vague black and vague and menacing,
What did happen. Jack? You were there.
and that thing at my feet 1t didn I
seem human like a broken marionette.
A man-that old man-done to death. So
horrible and evil as he wasl had a knife
in my hand YOU saw, jack
Her eyes met his with a pltifu eager
ness. almost as though she hoped for
contradiction
Il saw. yes he broke out. eagerly.
But before, darling before What hap
pened first, Betty? Try to tell me- so
much depends upon it,
4 change came over the girls face
oh, ] don't know don't know she
repeated II seem to see everything
through "a Veil a mist only when YOU
showed me the bag. I remembered the
house with it's clocks, the quiet room
with the jewels on the table, and
''You can't even remember why you
wept to Tempest street.? Rimington
cried, aghast
Betty hesitated Then. as he repeated
his question
Yes. I can remember that she said;
''but"-With a sudden little gesture of