Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-07-04
TODAY's INsTALLMENT.

'he Fugitive.
Tbe rain. which been falling for
80 or +nree hour, mad ceased. and ever
md again a watery CLEAN OF sunshine
.eoaned from the .reft clouds, but the de-
80 hod dome its work, and the park, as
81, walked across it, had a dreary.
4.e,.,,,,,ai ,ook. for the rain had brought
NE sun-scorched leaves down in scores
u was week since the day Of Jack
r,t~,ington's arrest, and the magisterial
iro,,irv was to take place on the morrow.
pe+ty was walking across the park TO
eaa her sister, Edith Darlington, who
mas now installed in her own house at
Princes Gate.
The Barringtons' departure from the
Croft had been extraordinarily uneXpect-
Ad Four days ago the American VINO
had heen renting their house for SIX
months had been called back suddenly
e. america owing to some convulsion in
the packing world, of which ne was
,,aenate, and Anthony Darlington had
insisted upon caneeling the remainder OF
the agreement and taking possession of
his own house again
"Since there is no question of our re-
,,rning to Auteuil. at least let US get
INFO dwelling of our own" he had said,
hr,son1elv in answer to Betty's remon
etrarce "I am sorry. Betty. but l con
TESS 7 don't care for being your fathers
guest
No question of returning to Auteuil.
Whv? That was the question the sisters
had asked each other: that Betty was
asking herself now.
Why had Anthony Darlington suddenly
decided to bring little Phil back to Lon
don at the fag-end of an abnormal Au
gust2 Darlington, who was almost old
voranish in his care for his little son.
Like Edith, Betty was beginning to dread
that dnder his silence, under his smiling
acouhscence, something was concealed;
that Anthony Darlington astute and in
cllne4 to suspicion as he was. was blind
TO tie signs of the tragedy that neither
she aor her sister had been able wholly
10 conceal simply because he chose TO be
blind.
Ir her anxiety for Edith, Betty found a
cerain help in bearing her own misery
Fol- Edith's sake she had to crush down
some of her own grief and fear-Edith
VITO was suffering so terribly, whose
neNves were strained to their utmost
stretch of endurance. 1t was a week now
since Edmond Levasseur had escaped
aid from the papers it would appear that
h. had not only escaped, but that he had
disappeared The police had not lost the
sent-there never had been one.
What was to be the end of it? How
3ng could Edith endure?
Suddenly, as Betty walked, she became
aware that a foot kept step with hers.
She glanced sideways and saw that slight
" behind her, in unpleasant proximity
was a man of the most pronounced park
loafer type He smiled tnsinuatingly at
her and, with a sensation of mingled fear
and disgust. she quickened her steps So
did the man
Miss Lumsden?" He raised his hat
You do not remember me, 1 am afraid.
Betty, whose step had quickened al
most to a run, hesitated and looked more
closely at her accoster.
The Accused Man.
He was a tall man, well built, except
that one shoulder curved very slightly; a
red beard. trinity. naval, concealed the
lower part of his face. and the hair he
had uncovered in raising his hat was red
der stil--waving and luxuriant. Certain
~ she did not know him
"Oh, yes, indeed. you know me very
we'll the man said, anticipating the de-
NAL that was rising to her lips ct is
merely lapse OF memory on your part
we have not met for some years. May
we walk on? I have particular and ur-
gent reasons for not wishing to attract
undue attention to myself"
little fear caught at Betty's heart
1 do not know you; please do not mo-
lest me any further she said sharply.
There was something almost challeng-
ing in her tone, and the mans face
changed.