Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-10-24
Copyright, 1911, Street &, Smith,
Copyright, 1911, by Dodd, Mead &. Co
TO-DAY IS INsTALLMENT.

1ODA1 > lNSI ALLM EN-.
For reply, the other pointed to a small
room quite unoccupied which opened out
Of the one in which they then stood. Mr.
Challoner bowed and in an other moment
the door closed upon them, to the infinite
disappointment Of the men about the
hearth.
What do YOU wish to ask ~ was Mr..
Challoner's immediate inquiry.
This. l make no apologies and expect
in answer nothing more than an unequiv-
ooal yes or no You tell me that you
have met my brother Can that be said
of the other members of your family-of
your deceased daughter, in fact?"
No"
she was acquainted with oswald
Brotherson?"
She was"
without your knowledge"
Entirely so"
"Corresponded with him.?
Not exactly"
How not exactly?"
He wrote to her-occasionallY. She
wrote to him frequently-but she never
sent her letters.
All"
The exclamation was sharp, short and
whole scaffolding Of this mans hold upon
life and his own fate went down in indis
tinguisha BILE chaos Mr.. Challoner real
lied a sense of havoc, though the eyes
bent upon his countenance had not wa
vered, nor the stalwart figure moved.
II have read some of those letters" the
inventor finally acknowledged THE
police took great pains to place them
under my eve, supposng them to have
been meant for me because of the initials
written on the wrapper. But they were
meant for oswald. You believe that
now?"
81 know it."
And that is why l found you in the
same house with him"
ut is Providence has robbed me of my
daughter; If this brother of yours
should prove to be the man l
am led to expect, | shall ask him TO
take that place in my heart and life which
was once hers
A quick recol, a smothered exclamation
on the part of the man he addressed A
barb had been hidden in this simple state
ment which had reached some deeply hid
den bur vulnerable spot IN Brotherson's
breast which had never been pierced be-
fore His eve which alone seemed alive,
sui rested pleICIilsiN Al'pll 'ii"t Va Az
Challoner. but it's light was fast fading,
and speedily became lost in dimness in
which the other seemed to see eXtinguish-
ed the last unharing embers Of those in
ner fires which feed the aspiring soul. II
was. a sight no man could see unmixed.
Mr. ChaIIoner turned sharply away. In
dread of the abyss which the next word he
uttered might open between them.
But Orlando Brotherson possessed re-
sources OF strength Of which, possibly, he
was not aware himself When Mr. Chal-
Homer. stiIl more affected by the silence
than by the dread | have mentioned,
turned to confront him again, 1t was 10
6nd his features composed and his glance
clear. He had conquered all outward
manifestation OF the mysterious emotion
which for an instant laid his proud spirit
low
You are consderate Of my brother"
we're the words with which he re-opened
this painful conversation. You will not
find your confidence misplaced Oswald is
a straightforward fellow, of few faults. ="
81 believe it, No man can be so uni
versaIly beloved without some very sub
stantial claims to regard. I am glad to
see that your opinion, though given
somewhat coldly, comedies with that Of
his friends
81 am not given TO exaggeration," was
the even reply.
The flush which had come into Mr.
Challoner's cheek under the effort he had
made to sustain with un1inching heroism
this interview with the man he looked
upon as his mortal enemy. slowly faded
out till he looked the wrath of himself
even to the unsympathetic eyes of Or
lando Brotherson. A duty lay before him
which would tax to it's utmost extent his
already weakened self-control. Nothing
which had yet passed showed that this
man realized the fact that oswald had
been kept m ignorance OF Miss Challoner's