Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-31
Seeking a Illus
band
BY CONSTANCE CLARKE.

Y WONDER IL the whole world is
turning topsy-turvy with me.
have the most wonderful secret In
my heart, / have seen him again.
And he looked Just the same az he did
that day on the train.
| was having dinner with Mr. and
Mrs. Seldom at Harridge's, and we
were discussing automobiles. I re-
member particularly because Mr.. Sell
don wanted endurance in his car and
| wanted speed
Peggy, If l were going to buy yod
a car for yourself, what kind would
YOU choose?' said Mr.. Seldom, laugh
ing, as | looked up eagerly.
Why. If | could afford IL, ia have
90-horsepower Reflex-just a two
passenger car-long and quite rakish,
and" Well. just then l looked
up, quite unconscious that the party
at the next table were being highly
entertained, and then I quite forgot
what | was going to say and Just
stared. There sat my cavalier of The
train, he of the Ruiz racer, the man
Bess Odds said / would never meet
again He looked at me quite imper-
sonally, as though 1t were an alto
gether ordinary thing to see me again,
and ! felt very young and childish.
because | thought it was all very
strange and wonderful. And then he
bowed coolly.
Someone you know, Peggy" SAID
Mr. Seldom as I somewhat collected
my sense and smiled little.
Yes, someone I met at a house
party during the holidays" I said.
carelessly. 1t was a white lie, any,
way. and what was the use of telling
that adventure all over again now,
even though Mr.. and Mrs Seldom ara
sort of adopted second parents to mo
and the best pals in the world? Mrs.
Seldom told mother once that she en-
We'd her, Mother isn't so crazy about
me herself but then she lives with
me all the time, and / AM tempera-
mental.
Really, though, Il was maddening
to sit there end feel that he had como
into my life again in a very funny
way, and there was absolutely moth
ing either of us could do. / looked at
him under my lashes and reflected.
There was no possible way he could
speak to me, because he didn't know
my name. And then he looked up
suddenly and caught me. and / saw
his eyes dark, with a suggestion of
wickedness. His whole face looked
little world weary. But for that one
instant something else looked out at
me, determination. And then he got
up coolly and deliberately and came
over TO our table.
How do you do, Miss Dean?" he
said. with that little suspicion of
mockery in his voice. Didn't | meet
you in Forestville during the holi-
days? My name Is Whitney" He
was cool when introduced him, and
made some conventional remarks as
we rose to go. Then for moment,
we stood alone and he held out ais
hand to say good bye.
This time ! don't find you alone
and friendless," he said as he held my
fingers close.
my turn now" I returned hardly
conscious of what I was saying.
Eyes, Il is you turn" he said sud-
denly, "and I'll try not to ask too
great a favor when the time comes.
There are about a million questions
you would like to ask me. aren't
there? Didn't Miss Odds vouch for
my responsibility"
"She didn't even know you, 50 now
what have you to say for yourself?"
said accusingly. And will you
please tell me how you happened to
find out my name?"
He leaned forward and said slowly:
DO you remember the time tried to
kin two birds with one stone? I shall
aim straighter next time"
And then he stepped back and
bowed as we went out Peggy. Z
think you're going to have another
/ adventure. But ] want to say right
now that 7 don't care II he Is an es-
capped convict, ! intend TO find out
about that other bird