Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-07-01

and as she went out by the door leading
to the clerks office she heard the private
door of Saxes room open and a clerk an
nounce, Miss Lumsden, sir
SO 1t was a woman who had caused that
phenomenon, a flush on Paul Saxe's olive
cheek Red haired Miss Tremlett hurry
| ing back to her place in the big. airy
room which all day long throbbed and
vibrated with the click of 20 typewriters.
wondered a little sourly if 1t were Miss
Lumsden who was like an American
dream had burst
Miss Lumsdenn
SAKE Is Hurt.
There was very little of the rose about
the girl whom Paul SAKE went forward
to greet, his hand outstretched, concern
in voice and look. AS she stood there, in
the center of the bare city office. Betty
Lumsden looked almost plain: her eyes
were red and swollen with weeping, her
! colorless lips were drawn with pain.
Sake felt a sense of outrage as he looked
at her. How dare she look like this-hoW
dare she?
Mr.. SAKE, you have heard what has
happened? ?"
She made no pretense at acknowledging
his greeting, though she sank into the
chair he offered her The action was me-
chanical-she felt as though her shak-
ing limbs must give beneath her
What" A startled note beat in Paul
SaXes voice. He had not seen Betty
Lumsden since her illness He had heard
nothing of her recovery-almost as
strange and inexpicable as the seizure
| itself had been.
What has happened. Miss Betty"
The girl made an effort to speak, but
for moment no words escaped audibly
from her white lips. She fumbled with a
paper that she held, and handed 1t to
him
"He has been arrested-Mr. Elimination
has been arrested for-what happened
that night In Tempest street-in that
house where you and were"
Hush" AS SAKE took the paper his
hand closed over hers for second, warn
ingly. His eyes searched the paper for
the brief facts that were no news to him.
But, as his eyes caught sight of two or
three lines of blurred print in the stop
press column. a change came over his ex
preston.
ESCAPE FROM BRIxToN PRISON.
It Is understood that the man Le-
Vasseur, under remand for the muir
der Of j. J. Fitzstephen, broke out Of
| Jail this morning.
The face Paul SAKE turned to the wait
ing girl was as CHASTITY as Bettys own
''Impossible," he muttered "Impossi-
ble!" And 10 him, as to A terrified won
an in the little telephone room of the
house by the river, there came a sudden
vision of Edmond Levasseur. as of a ter
ror in ambush a hidden, wounded. mad
dened beast crouching to spring
An Appeal.
But it isn't impossble!" Betty cried.
with little historical catch in her voice.
l'Tt has happened Mr. Saxe-only 7 can
save him only you can help me to do it.
have come to appeal to you for that
help
MY Dear Miss Betty, YOU know all
ready that l am al your service in all
ways, but aren't you taking an unneces-
sarily gloomy view of the case? Mr. Rim
ington has been arrested but what of
that? 1t is possible and probab bly, only a
little freak on the part of our facetiously
minded police, and in day or two you
and he will be laughing over the matter"
Laughing-what was laughter? That
was the question Betty Lumsden's sea =
gray eyes seemed to ask him. even in his
own ears his tone did not ring with any
sound of conviction. To the girl his words
carried absolute insincerty.
rs it possible to take too grave view
of the case?" she asked, quickly Il don t
think sol can't think that you do either.
Mr.. SAKE You know, as I know, that we
must work to save him now without delay
because-because he will raise no voice to
save himsef-he will remain silent to
shield me"
"To shield you?"
VIC
ure. Let us be frank, Mr. Saxe-he
knows what you know-thst [ was in
Tempest street that night and he thinks
that-that l was responsible for what hap
pened there"
What utter fony!" SAKE cried, rising
to his feet and crossing to the door lead
ing to the clerks office which he opened
sharply and noiselessly He gave a rapid
glance up and down the wide. sunlit,
empty corridor, then closed the door again
with a decisive jerk that set the patent
lock in action. Why, Miss Betty-it is as
clear as daylight that this man Levas-
seur''-
He paused Betty had raised her eyes
to his face, and what he read there
silenced the insincerity on his lips.
Her Question.
rs it such folly?" she asked, quickly
NIL pl6dSe nc quito CADOlO WIN
me. What really happened that night
is it true, this awful conviction that has
come to me-did some hideous madness
come over me-did l kill the MANI"
Miss Betty! My dear girl! Why
should so extraordinary an idea come into
your head-you the least morbid Of wom-
en?"
1t was an evasion, and singularly un-
skillful evasion, from a man If Paul
Saxe's ability. Betty's eyes grew sudden
ly hopeless.
Then it Is true7" she whispered
Then what is true?' he asked. will
fully misunderstanding THAT Remington
come, where is your faith"
mt SAKE. you know what I mean.
You got me out of the house that night
am convinced Of that. NY memory has
played me cruel trick but my instinct
in that can not fail me. Only you know
what happened before Jack Numbered in
on me. Did I kill the man in my mad
ness"
MY dear Miss Betty If | we're to say
yes what them
His eyes held hers with a compelling
look. lie drew nearer to her and instinc-