Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-02-01

not wait a few months If you love me now, you will
them and if you should change your mind, how much
better-to know it Beforehand"
But | won't change my mnd,' he said, rising
81 love you
''I know it. dear. But you'll love me just as much
in three months won't your"
''Of course | will he said, sitting down beside her
and drawing her to him. "How can you ask me
that?"
AS he spoke the bell of the apartment rang. Chan
Ter hurried to the door then threw it open surprise
Emmy saw womans figure, in black, entering. In
stinctively before Chaner stopped to kiss her.
she knew that it was his mother She rose, standing
j, by the desk, uncomfortable. "Why, mother" she
heard him say, 81 thought you weren't coming until
tomorrow"
81 thought | would give you surprise, DEAR
Her voice was low and unusually sweet Then, seeing
Emmy she stopped, gazing at her questoningly.
Chanler, after moments confusion, introduced
them. "Ths is Miss Moran mother My secretary.
I've spoken of her, in my letters, you remember"
Mrs. Chaner bowed, stifly. Emmy returned her
nod even more stiffy "Miss Moran and l." Chaner
went on, evidently feeling that to his mothers old
fashioned ideas some explanation of this girls presence
in his studio at hafpast ten at night necessary,
"have been talking over very important matter
We are going to be married.
Married." Mrs. Chaner did her best to conceal
her astonishment "When?"
Tomorrow"
But, Grant, my dear boy, you sail tomorrow"
81 know At least 7Oas. But we've decided
Grant, don't tell me you're not going. Dr. Ben
ton wrote that you the verge of breakdown.
He says you need at least three months of absolute
rest" She turned to Emmy almost resentfuly
"Surely, Miss Moran if you care for my son, as you
must, if he intends to marry you, you will that
nothing nothing 7Vhae0eris permitted to interfere
with this trip. The doctor has ordered it."
Emmy turned to her, with the old, fathomless smile
in her eyes. She knew that the die was cast and
she faced the situation calmly. II have told Grant"
she said quietly, "that he go tomorrow without
me- When he comes back we can talk about our
marriage
"You-you really mean it, Emmy?" he asked, in a
hurt tone. "You don't want to marry me-now?"
She knew, then, that she had wOn-and lost.
"No," she said, firmly. GIVE reconsidered. I'm
not going to marry you now. I'm going to stay here
and wait and when your book is success, and you are
we'll and strong again. and know your mother better
and all that-then we'll be married But not now,
Grant. feel that it would be a mistake"
He drew her to him. "My dearest girl he said,
kissing her, "you unsel6sh. You are always
thinking of me-of my welfare
"Why shouldn't |, dear?" She lay a moment in
his arms then pushed him away. CHOW 60 I'll see
you in the morning
N7HEN Chanler had gone, Emmy settled down to
w life of dull colorless monotony Each morn
ing she proceeded to the studio-he had left her key
to the rooms-and spent the hours from ten until five
In transcrlbng her notes. or copying the apparently
endless pages of corrected manuscript Her presence
in his each day, surrounded by the many init
mate reminders of his daily life, served to keep the
image, the personality of the man wildly before her
Often it seemed as though he would must-suddenv
appear from his bedroom and begin debating At
these times he seemed very her. she longed to
see him. to hear his voice to touch his hand She