Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-06
GuineVere'S Lover
Continued from page I6)


cause, as your parting with him was final
there would have been no use in my keeping
the flame alight by speaking of him. But
have always felt, dear, that YOU have not
forgotten him. Your little face, Guincvere
is the saddcst know, and the whole thing
is a wretChed pain to look back upon, and
| wish | had never helped you to enjoy life.
Your dignity and quiet acceptance of fate
and your duty have won my deepest admira-
ton, darling, and perhaps to you, in some
way the past has been worth while And
now must come to the point, and tell YOU
Hugh is changed. He is forty-one now, and
while he still is awfully attractive. more so
than ever, perhaps to the general public
he seems to have lost that something which
made him so dear in our happy spring time.
His face is harder and more cynical than
1t ever used to be, even in the old DAYS be-
fore you altered it with your influence
And, he is infatuated with Kathleen, do you
remember the girl told you of He dined
with me the first night after he arrived, and
we talked of his future, and he said that
Adelaide and Mrs. Forrester-Lily, his
younger sister, you know had never let
him alone about marrying, and the whole
situation, with Victor Dremont's sons
mesalliance, was so sickening that he meant
now to look about and find some one sensi-
bic and not too young who would leave him
alone. We went on to the theatre very
late, and there in box was Kathleen, sur
rounded, as usual, by a number of young
men. | saw it in second, she struck that
side OF him which has slept since Mrs. Dal-
ison's day, the brute side, the side which,
in fact, she strikes in all men. would not
introduce him, and | got him to come back
to supper with me alone at home, hut |
knew it was no good. Once a woman has
that attraction for a man, angels from
heaven are OF no use. SO, Guinevere, |
have just sat back and watched it with
sickening disgust, Hilda giving me the
private news of it all the time. The girl
has been having an affair with a sweet boy
in the Guards; no one knows how far it has
gone, or If they were secretly engaged, but
the moment Hugh and his position and his
wealth came on to the horizon, Hilda said
she CRASHED her white teeth and laughed
that metallic laugh Of hers and flashed her
blue eyes and said:
80 mean to have this rich old man.
81 am not sparing you anything, Guine-
we're, darling, because | want your disgust
to cure the pain. Then, Hilda saws her
cunning has been too wonderful. She has
acted the innocent baby, cast the flashing
blue eyes down dcmurcIy, made everything
as difficult for him as she can, and has
brought him to a point when he is only
waiting for the chance to propose to her
have not heard, he may have done it al
ready in the last three days. He has
avoided me, as you can imagine, and ! can
not tell him, in any case, all | know OF her
because of YOU my tongue is tied. SO We
are all pOwcrless, and must just watch him
our dear old friend, going over the weir
Anything more unsuitable than she will be
in the role of a great lady at Minton Ore
mont you cannot imagine, or anyone If
character more unsuitable to Hugh, but he
is blind and deaf, of course, and only see,
her white skin and her golden hair.
won't say any more, dearest. ! think ii
is kindest to cut straight in with a sharp
knife. Pull yourself together, darling little
sister, and, as ever, come up to the scratch
| am simply sick with disgust and grief
Your Letitia."
For the first time since my illness four
years ago, was unable to go down to
breakfast, and Humphrey actually came up
to see me after the second post which
brings the London papers, was in.
He came over and sat on the bed, and
after a casual hope was all right, brand
ished the Times He had the splendid
news to impart to me, he said that Hugh
Fremont was going to be married to Lady
Kathleen Catsby in a few weeks.
isn't it a good thing, Guinevere?
1-,,o,,- ,.o,,'J no ca ou-fuIIy Glad | climbed