Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-05-28
Betty drew q deep breath.

DSItS uIeW deep DreaIn.
You know Uncle Silas; you can I'M
derstand what it was to him. There was
some detestable hanky- panky about the
matter. I've never been able to get quite
at the bottom of that Uncle Silas
thought Toby had done something-vile-
something he was utterly incapable of
doing. He paid his debts to the last PEN
ny-but he drove him out of England"
He made sudden movement that sent
the punt rocking.
Uncle Silas acted according to his
rights-but the other D'you know, Bet
ty-here's one of life's little ironies-but
the same piece of stupendous luck which
is going to give me the right to claim you
for my wife brought within my grasp the
means to break that backyard who
ruined Toby! 1t won't do the boy any
good now, but it will give me the JOY of
my life"
He could feel that culver that ran
through the slim body by his side. and
with a sudden conjunction his arm
closed round her.
Betty. what brute I have been to
blurt all this out to you, You must not
let it sadden you. It's miserable story
but it belongs to the old fsr-off, unhappy
things of the past and the future be-
longs to us He would have hated that
any shadow should fall across our path on
this day of days
but the shadows have fallen across
it the girl said, almost passionately
Jack I'm afraid l know il sounds
childish-Im afraid first of--of this secret
between US. And now poor Toby
almost seems as though-as though --
Her voice broke and her eyes were
clouded with tears Rimmington's face
pressed close against her own his lips
moved. whispering all the old words OF
love and assurance that lovers have used
since the beginning of time. She was
little daughter of Eve to be Jealous OF
his secret. Their love for each other did
not make their love for the dead any
less.
His words. his physical nearness,
s0othed her, and she nestled against hlm'
but it seemed to them both, for all their
bravery, that shadow had fallen pc
tween them-the shadow of a discredlted
man living dead in that land of tragedy
thousands of miles across the sea
The Resurrection of the Dead
And this sense of shadow remained
with the girl when. their parting over,
she went slowly up the path from the
river Even the echo of Wilmington
laughing farewell, the touch of his last
kiss sun burning ON her lips, did not
serve 30 disrel it.
Poor Toby, She was dreadfully sorry;
they had been great friends and the
tragedy Of his ruined life had touched
her intimately Yet not even that sad
ness should have marred the exquisite
10y of tins hour, that had given the crown
Of life into her hands
she drew herself together with little
shiver II was because Jack was going
away that she felt like this. It was hate
fuf that ne had to go, and-the secret
was hateful, too. not because it tantal1zed
her curiosity, but because it seemed to
raise a barrier between them.
81 hate secrets, she said. vlndictlvely.
do you2 Most women l know love
them
She raised her eyes with sudden
start. 10 meet the amused glance OF
man sauntering down the path to meet
her very elegant apparition for these
sun aecl1ed v GODS on the upper reaches
of the river. this slim figure clad in i'm
maculata gray. that had something sub
tiy I'm English in its cut
What a fright YOU gave me. Mr.
SAKE" Betty said. She flushed with vex
alton that he should have overheard her
words She was never entirely at her
ease with Paul SAKE For all his quiet,
smooth ways. he filled her with q sense
that was hardly to he called dread. but
was closely akin to it, a suggestion of
some fierce force aged behind that suave
exterior. like a savage animal behind iron