Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-01-31
4 Tale Of Love, Mystery and Ad-
venture.
Written from the play Of the same name,
now being produced by Robert Hill
Hard at the Criterion theater,
NeS York city.
DOWNRIGHT, 19Nl by Journal American
Examiner
TODAY'S INSTALLMENT.

The girl initiated him. Il can't hold
INV hands steady" she said, pathetically
THAT doesn't matter" he smiled
Mary looked at the print on the white
raper and drew back with a little shiver
what is it?" asked Kayton, solicit.
ously. glancing about.
"Oh-its so grueSome!" murmured the
girl Kayton looked at the paper as II he
had never seen it in just that light before.
Then he smiled and handed it TO Man
ming After which he went to the door
and called Bruce and Mr.. Hurley back
into the room. He told Manning in a
swift aside that he wanted to leave Bruce
and Miss Mazuret together.
Mr.. Hurley" he said when the gen.
t1eman had entered, will you do me the
kindness to show me Mr. Argyle's bed
room?"
Certainly, Mr.. Kayton. Bruce?'
I'll show you" began the young man
when Miss Mazuret interrupted.
Il want to speak to you, Bruce" she
said quickly Hurley bowed to her and,
taking Kaytons arm, walked out into the
hall A few seconds later Manning fol-
lowed tentatiously-leaving the door
slightly atar. At the foot of the stairs
Kavton remembered something important
and sent Manning on with the lawyer to
inspect the bedroom He softly ap-
preached the crack of the door and lis
tened.
Bruce and Mary
Il told the detective" he heard Miss
Mazuret say, in a low strained voice
''What?" inquired Argyle.
"Oh, Bruce" cried the girl, tearfully,
desperately. Cant you prove that you
didn't come back here that night?"
"Maryl" exclaimed the young man, his
voice low, shocked. Il don't know what
YOU mean"
Kayton could hear the girl draw her
breath and he felt extremely sorry for her.
Il was awake heard your father go
to the door" she said brokenly. "Oh, l
never meant to tell any one!-but he
made mel don't know how! l told him
/ wasn't sure-can't you prove that It
wasn't your"
The next instant he had seized her
roughly by both arms.
Mary he cried harshly, what are
YOU saying!-that you heard father let
me in?"
"Oh, Brucer' she pleaded, piteously, 81
thought I heard your voice. thought l
heard you quarrelingH'
Tears were streaming down her face,
but he hardly saw them. His voice was
almost scream. Kayton had no diff
Guilty in hearing the words.
What have you been thinking? That
came back here and quarreled with my
tather-and-how could you think such a
1hing?"
"Oh, didn't think it on purpose! Bruce
indeed l didn't, Please
What did you think?" he fairly bel
soWed shaking the girl roughly.
He was always $3.50 violent when
Re got angry with you'-every word cost
the girl an EFFORT thought he did
something made an attack onyou and you
had to defend yourself! OF course-she
chung to him piteously-"of course I knew
1t was an accident Bruce! Don't look
Ike that. Oh, Brucev
There was an instant of dead silence,
ana then Argyle spoke in tones of barely
suppressed grief and rage beyond mere
words.
81 Thought 1t Was YOU"
Have YOU believed all this time that
] killed my father"
VI tell you, Bruce" she pleaded, wiring
ing her hands, 81 thought 1t was an ac-
cident. l didn't blame you. r.
An accident" he broke out flercely
Why, if such a thing had happened
wouldn't 1 have called you-roused the
house, got help? How con you think