Atlanta Georgian., 1914-03-24
TO-DAY'S TNSTALLMENT.
Sixty fourth chapter-continued.

Sixty fourth hapter-Continued
This led Martin to talk of my
father, saying as we walked back,
with the dark outlines of the sleep
ing mountains confronting us, what
O. marvellous man he had been to
transform in twenty years the little
fishing and trading port into great
resort for hundreds of thousands of
pleasure seekers.
"But Is he any better or happier for
the wealth it has brought him, and
for the connections he has bought
with it? Is anybody any better?" said
Martin.
81 know one who isn't" answered.
/ had not meant to say that. 1t
had slipped out unawares and in my
confusion at the self-revelation which
it seemed to make, l tripped in the
darkness and would have fallen if
Martin had not caught me up.
In doing this he had to put his
arms about me and to hold me until
/ was steady on my feet, and having
done so he took my hand and drew
it through his arm and In this way
we walked the rest of the way back.
1t would be impossible and per-
haps foolish to say what that
incident meant to me. | felt thrill
of 10y, a quivering flood of delight
which, with all the raptures of my
spiritual love, had never come 10 me
before.
Every woman who loves her hus-
band must know what 1t is, but TO
me il was a great revelation. 1t was
lust as If some new passion had
sprung into life in me at a single
moment. And it had-the mighty pas
sion that lies at the root of our be-
ing, the overwhelming instinct Oh
sex which, taking no account OF re-
ligion and resolutions, sweeps every
thing before 1t like a flood.
| think Martin must have felt II
too, for all at once he ceased 70
sneak. and | was trembling SO much
with This new feeling of tenderness
that | could not utter q word. so
7 heard nothing as we walked on
hut the crackle of our footsteps on
the gravel path and the measured
boom of the sea which we were leaV-
ing behind us-nothing but that anu
the quick beating in my own breast.
When we came to the garden the
frowning face of the old house was
in front Of us, and it was all In dark
ness. save for the light in my room
which came out on to the balcony.
Evervthing was quiet. The air was
breathless. There was not rusue
in the trees.
We took two or three turns on the
lawn in front of my windows, saying
nothing but feeling terribly, tearfully
happy. After a few moments Tor
they seemed few cuckoo CLOCK on
nv desk struck eleven, and we went
I'M the stone stairway into my pou-
doir and parted for the night.
Even then we did not speak, Dut
Martin took my hand and lltted my
fingers to his lips, and the qulVerlhg
delight | had been feeling ever since
| slipped on the headland rusleu
through me again.
At the next moment / was in my
room. I did not turn on the light.
/ undressed in the darkness and when
NV maid came l was in bed. she
wanted to tell me about a scene
with the housekeeper in the kitchen,
but | said: 1T.
Il don't want TO talk tonight,
Price" ,-
did not know what was happen
ing to me- | only know, for the frst
time that night. that above every
thing else | was a woman, and that
my remuneration, If 1t was ever to
come TO pass, would be a still more
tragic thing than I had expected.
NV grim battle had begun.