Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-03-13
TO.DAY'S INSTAl.LMENT.
Chapter Fifty six-continued.

Chapter Fifty six-Continued.
During these rugged salutations
saw that Alma, with the bad man
ners Of a certain type OF society
woman. looked on with a slightly inn
| pertinent air Of amused superiority
until she encountered my fathers
masterful eyes, which nobody in the
world could withstand
After a moment my father adj
| dressed himself to me.
We'll, gel" he said. taking me by
the shoulders, as he did in Rome, you
must have cut a dash in Egypt,
| guess. Made the money fly, didn't
you? No matter! My gold was as
good as anybody else's, and ! didn't
grudge it. You'll clear me of that,
anyway"
Then there was some general talk
about our travels, about affairs on
the island (Mr. Curphy saying, with
a laugh and a glance in my direc-
ton, that things We're going so well
with my father that If all his
schemes matured he would have no
need to wait for descendant to be-
come the "uncrowned King of FL
LAM, and finally about Martin Con-
rad, whose great exploits had become
| KNOWN even III his NAIVE tpuilti y
Extra ordinary! Extraordinary!
said my father. Il wouldn't have be-
| lieved 1t of him. | wouldn't really u.
Just a neighbor lad without a penny
at him. And now the worlds trusting
him with fifty thousand pounds,
they're telling me-"
We'll, many are called but few are
chosen" said Mr.. Curphy with an
other laugh.
After that, and some broken con-
versation, Aunt Bridget expressed a
desire to see the house, as the even
| ing was closing in and they must
soon be going back.
! Lady Margaret thereupon took her,
! followed by the rest of US, over the
! principal rooms of the Castle, and il
was interesting to see the awe with
which she looked upon everything
her voice dropping to a whisper in
| the dining room, | remember, as II
| the scene of carousing of the old
roysterers had been a sort of sane
| tuary.
MY father, less impressed, saw
nothing but a home in bad repair
and turning to my husband, who had
been obviously i'll at ease, he said;
go on like this much longer SON
in law, and you'll be charging two
pence a head to look at your ruins
Guess / must send my architect over
TO see what he can do for you
Then taking me aside he made his
loud voice as low as he could ano
said:
whats this your Aunt BRIDGE
tells me? Nine months married anC
no sign yet? Tut, tut! That wonl
do, gel. that won't do
tried to tell him not to spenc
money on the Castle If he intended &c
do so in expectation of an heir, but
NV heart was in my mouth and wha'
really said | do not know. | only
know that my father looked at me
for a moment as if perpleXed, and
then burst into laughter.
81 see! see," he said. IT'S
doctor YOU want. | must send Con-
rad to put a sight on you ~ DC
all right, gel, it'll be all right! Your
mother was like that when you were
coming.
AS We returned to the hall Betsy
Reautv whispered that she was sur
prised Mr.. Eastcliff had married, bu'
She heard from madame that we were
10 have a house party soon, and sht
hoped l would not forget her.
Then Aunt Bridget, who had beer
oveing Alma darby asked me who
Land what she was and where she
came from, whereupon l Crying tC
nut the best face on things) eXplaineo
that she was the daughter of ricf
New York banker. After that Aunt
Bridget's countenance cleared per-
ceptibly and she said;
"Ah, yes. of course! thought sht
had a quality toss with her.
The two motor cars had peer
drawn up to the door and the two
parties had taken their seats in them
when my father, looking about him.
said to my husband:
Your garden is as rough as 9
thornbrush, nlaw | must senu
Tommy and Mate to smarter 1t W
a bit. SO long! So long.
At the next moment they were
gone, and was looking longingly
after them. God knows that the
house had never been more than a
stepmother's home to me, but for q
moment yearned to return to II ana
felt like a child who was being lett
behind at SCHOOL, .....
What had | gained by running
away from London? Nothing at All
Already | knew ! had brought my
homeless passion with me,
And now | was alone