Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-09-19
A Difference Of Opinion.

- OlheTenCe OF opinion.
Al an early hour the next morning.
SWeetwater stood before the coroner's
desk, urging a plea he feared to hear re-
FUSED. lie wished to be present al the
interview soon to be held with MIR Broth
erson. and he had no good reason to ad-
vance why such privilege should be al
lotted him.
It's not curiosity" said he. There's
question | hope to see settled. | can't
communicate it-you would laugh at me:
out 1t an important one, a very impor-
tant one, and | beg that you will lei me
sit IN one of the corners and hear what
he says l won't bother and I'll be very
still, so still that he'll hardly notice me
Do grant me this favor. sir"
The coroner, who had had some little
experience with this man. surveyed him
with smile less forbidding than the poor
fellow expected
You seem to lay great Store by it,"
! said he; ''if you want to sort those papers
over there, you may.
THANK you. | don't understand the
! job, but | promise you not TO Increase
the confusion. If do. if | rattle the
leaves too loudly, it will mean. Press him
| further on this exact point. but doubt if
rattle them, sir. No such luck"
| The last three words were uttered soto
voice. but the coroner heard him, and fol-
lowed his ungainly figure with a glance of
some curiosity, as he settled himself at
the desk on the other side of the room.
rs the man" he began but at this
moment the man entered, and Dr. Heath
forgot the young detective, in his inter
| est In the new arrival.
Neither dressed with the elegance
known to the habitues of the Clermcnt
nor yet in the Workmans OUTFIT in which
he had thought best to appear before the
Associated Brotherhood, the newcomer
advanced, with an aspect of open respect
which could not fail to make a favorable
impression upon the critical eye of the
| official awaiting him. So favorable, in
deed, was this impression that that gen
tleman half rose, infusng a little more
consideration INTO his greeting than he
| was accustomed to show to his prospect
| i've witnesses. Such a fearless eye he
| had seldom encountered, nor was it often
| his pleasure to confront so conspicuous a
specimen of physical and intellectual
manhood.
Mr.. Brotherson. | believe" said he, as
he motioned his visitor to sit.
THAT is my name, sir"
| Orlando Brotherson?''
| The same, sir
I'm glad we have made no mistake "
| smiled the doctor Mr. Brotherson,
have sent for you under the suppositon
that you were a friend of the unhappy
lady lately dead at the Hotel Clermont"
Miss Chaloner?'
| Certainly Miss Challoner"
| 81 knew the lady. But" here the
speakers eye took on a look as question
| ing as that of his interlocutor-"but in a
way so devoid of all publicity that l can
not but feel surprised that the fact should
| be known"
AT this, the listening Sweetwater hoped
that Or. Heath would ignore the sugges-
| ton thus conveyed and decline the ex-
| PLANTATION it apparently demanded. But
| the impression made by the gentleman s
good looks had been too strong for this
coroner's proverbial caution, and, handing
over the slip of a note which had been
found among Miss Challoner's effects by
her father, he quietly asked:
do you recognize the sigma ture?'
Yes, 1t is mine
Then you acknowledge yourself the
author of these lines?"
Most certainly. Have l not said that
this is my signature?7
DO you remember the words of this
note, Mr.. Brotherson?"
Hardly. | recOllect its tenor, but not
the exact words
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To Be Continued in Next Issue.