Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1920-11-27
Chapter VII

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IDENTIFY Helen mailed it to the
&. editor of the magazine who
had taken the last one she
had written before coming to New
York. People who are believers in
thought transference may claim
her attitude ha dsomething to do
with it, but, be that as it may, the
story was accepted and check for
a generous amount came to reward
her.
Adele, with whom she had grown
quite friendly from her point of view,
intimate from Adele's, was delighted.
"I have rotten luck with my pic
! lures" She was an artiSt-1n en-
bryo Just thing of sending out
story and getting a check. No worry,
no trouble at ALL" Helen smiled as
she recalled the long hours she had
labored over the yarn.
at isn't so easy as you think" she
smiled as she answered.
"But Helen"-it had come quickly,
this firm name intimacy" suppose
you had sent it only to get 1t back"
"Then some one else would have
taken it,
Helens air of assurance amused
Lansing and astonished Adele, -.
! ct envy your faith she said a bit
cynically.
"You needn't! I have none in any
one save myself" Again Helen had
given the girl peep into the recess
ses of her life Once more she was
disturbed.
"Is that so? That you have no
faith?" Lansing asked.
How can one have what has been
"There are some things that come
| back to u.s."
"Not faith"
Don't be so solemn, you too!
Come let's have some supper. I'm
starving! 1 have some sardines and
lemons. I'll run and fetch them"
For a moment Helen and Lansing
were alone.
what an irresponsible creature"
Helen said, smiling. "She interests
me-"
81 imagine because you have never
known her sort" Lansing returned.
He wanted to say he wished she
would stay away and leave them to
chat comfortably as they were be-
fore she came in, yet he too was in
terested by the girl.
"Perhaps-the novel is always in
teresting even though it may not be
attractive. When it is both why
a gesture finished the sentence.
Helen had some cheese and propos-
ed rarebit. In lighting the chatting
dish her sleeve touched the fame
and in a moment the chiffon gown
| was dDldZSs FOF d SEuollluS INSTANT
she kept silent, then she called in
sharp-voiced fright Lansing sprans
to her and, throwing off his coat, en-
veloped her in it as best he could
Then he threw her on the rug and
rolled her over and over in it's heavy
folds, the flames scorching his own
face and hands.
So Adele found them. She ran for
Mrs. Cook. Helen, thanks to Lansing,
was not badly bur=od, although SOME
of the larger burns were very pain
full. She tried to make Lansing re-
main until the physician he had tele-
| phoned for came, but he insisted that
he would only be in the way. He
promised, however, to stop at his
own doctors and have his hands at
tended to.
"I should have burned to death,
perhaps, had you not been here
Helen said with a shudder.
mo, because then you would have
not been making a rarebit. 1t was
my fault, you see.'
Helen smiled at him and he, prom
Using to run in on the morrow, left
just as Adele ushered in the doctor.
Had you been mere alone this
would have been pretty serious, my
young lady" the doctor said blunt
keep the thin clothes you wear away
| from fire"
'I know. But you like to see us
look well, don't your" Helen accom-
panied the words with one of her
| frank smiles.
'"Um-I suppose so. We are all
alike, young and old, lot of fools
| where women are concerned. You
won't be SCARED, so don't worry
about your beauty, although good
ness knows you could afford to lose
little, and still be dangerous
There, DOCTOR. stop making love
to her. She doesn't appreciate it.
She's above that sort of thing"
Adele mockingly declared
| and you are not?"
"Now will you be good, Ade1e?"
Helen said, amused at the old mans
reply.
"I'll try to be, but 1 don't deny
the soft impeachment. I like it and
1 can't understand why you don't"
Afterward Helen recalled this care
less speech.
(To Be Continued)