Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-12-17
TODAY'S INsTALLMENT.

atr6 because a lot of yokels give man
49, o5'ous nickname" he said tersely, you
doe him unheard. What do YOU know
Of H.m,'
Nothing, thanks, said Lady Diana.
isn't it a bit rough on him to believe
.,. mere hearsay?" asked the artist.
~ don't. but my grandfather, who has
Kind word for every one, says that his
.rsr5father was a soldier, his father q
.7glriar and gentleman, but he hopes the
.., viii never darken his doors. And all
The world says he fritters away his life
and 1inging away his fortune
The stranger smiled with a sense of
main reflected in his face.
what the world says is often malice,
r- said going to the rescue Of Lord Bran
caster. but I'm sorry to hear what Lord
ro,-arIev said. Nobody's all bad. Perhaps
rs because Lord Beverley doesn't know
hin, that he thinks so i'll of him. Per-
mans If YOU knew him, you might find
some little food
Tim sure I hope So" said Lady Diana
But the stranger continued:
An Interruption.
uIr1 sure he'd hope so. If he has played
havoc with his life, mayn't he repent his
oily Perhaps in a sense he never had
ohance-perhaps he never had a father
,r mother in his youth to direct him
and perhaps he'll turn out all right now
perhaps no good woman
A softly insidious voice thrust itself into
The intimacy that seemed about to begin
between these two young people.
"Ah. there you are" it said.
Both the girl and the man looked up
and saw in the road a motor car with a
chauffeur and a woman stepping out from
H. For the briefest space the two women
measured glances. Lady Diana saw tall
rather dark and foreign appearing young
woman Of an uncertain age, whose black
hair and sharp features gave her, in the
estimation Of any one seeing her for the
first time. a certain aspect of power
A moment later She was walking toward
them.
The artist was not pleased at this in
trusion, and Diana saw that upon his
face was that tragic mask she had noted
when they saw one another for the first
time not so many minutes ago.
80 this is where you come to sketch
so often" went on the woman from the
motor car Delightful place.! Pray in
troduce me"
A Difficult Situation.
The artist interposed himself between
the two women, almost as though he
feared harm to the younger of the two.
I'm only a stranger here" he said,
while Lady Diana, with perfect and cold
breeding ignored a situation that to one
Of another nationality might have been
. trlf1e embarrassing.
The intruder again swept Lady Diana
with her ewes
Indeed" she said, a subtle menace in
her tones. well, it's lucky 1 found you.
If We are going for our usual spin to-
sether, Francois wants to tell you some
thing about the car-the brake doesn't
act properly"
Lady Diana was not pleased with her
scrutiny of the other woman. She was
100 young to have esteemed the other
fast but there was a certain something
about the tall and dark intruder that re-
PEELED this young Englishwoman. So she
continued though the other talked at her.
10 seclude herself in her British reserve.
The situation appeared to the artist to
need relieving very much. SO to create
q diversion, he walked toward the road
where the car and chauffeur were wait
ing.
Wen take it down to the village and
look for a blacksmith he volunteered.
But the woman who had come Tor him
IN the motor did not move. She was still
IN hopet hat Lady Diana would recognize
her existence.
Cant it be done here?" she asked
still cycling the young English noblewom
an and anxious for some offer of aid that
would enable her to make Lady Diana
acquaintance.
Her Chilly Responses.
Certainly not" returned the artist
almost roughly, and, besides, here arc
The horses. The car may brighten them
II we leave 1t in this neighborhood"
Ihe woman of the motor car looked
DOWN the road and saw the Beverley
string being led and ridden from the ex-
crossing on the Downs
Dear things" she said for Lady Di-
ana benefit. How splendidly they look
race horses, too. l should have loved to
nave seen them. I'd no notion that there
We're any so near to us. TO whom do
hey belong?"