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

T WONDER If the whole world :,
turning topsy-turvy with me
have the most wonderful secrat .,
my heart. have seen him again
And he looked just the same as he dla
that day on the train.
| was having dinner with Mr. al
Mrs. Seldom at Harridge's. and wa
We're discussing automobiles. / "a
member particularly because Mr.. Sal
don wanted endurance in his car ana
wanted speed. anu
Peggy, If l were going to buv w,
car for yourself, what kind TnrN
you choose?" said Mr.. Seldom. laugS-
Ing, az l looked up eagerly.
Why. If l could afford it. I'd ha..
0-horsepower Refiex-tust a tvo.
passenger car-long and quite raktsh
and" Well, just then l lookI
up, quite unconscious that the party
at the next table were being highly
entertained, and then quite forrc,
what L was going to say and jur
stared. There sat my cavalier Of 4hs
train, he of the Ruiz racer, the NAV Jaw
Bess Odds said / would never rnes,
again. He looked at me quite impsr.
sonally, as though 1t were an alto
gether ordinary thing to see me again
and felt very young and childish
because L thought it was all very
strange and wonderful. And then M
bowed coolly.
Someone you know, Peggy?" said
Mr.. Seldom as I somewhat collected
my sense and smiled a little.
Yes, someone ! met at a hous,
party during the holidays" I saId
carelessly. It was a white lie, any,
way, and what was the use of telling
that adventure all over again cow.
even though Mr.. and Mrs. Seem are
| sort of adopted second parent.. Z, ms
and the best pals in the world? Mrs.
| Seldom told mother once that she en-
WED her. Mother isn't so crazy about
me herself, but then she lives with
me all the time, and I AM tempera.
mental.
Really, though, It was maddening
to sit there and feel that he had come
into my life again in a very funny
way, and there was absolutely moth
| ing either of us could do. l 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 g0t
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 holl-
days? My name is Whitney" He
was cool when I introduced him, and
made some conventional remarks as
we rose to go. Then, for a moment,
we stood alone and he held out his
| hand to say goodbye.
"This time I don't find you alone
and friendless." he said as he held my
fingers close.
my turn now" l returned, hardly
conscious of what was saying.
Yes, 1t is you turn" he said sud-
denly, land 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 Olds vouch for
my respectability?"
"She didn't even know you, so now
what have you to say for yourself
I 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 70
kill two birds with one stone? l shall
aim straighter next time"
And then he stepped back and
bowed as we went out. Peggy, l
think you're going to have another
adventure. But l want to say rignt
now that don't care If he is an es-
capped convict, I intend to find OUT
about that other bird.