Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1920-10-07

" OSAL1E. Nora had learned when II
~ she called up that morning,
N had q lecture which would
keep her out until late at
night. Still humming the dance
tune when she reached the fat, Nora
hesitated a moment, then selected a
record and set the music going. And
before she realized what had seized
her Nora found herself foX-trott1ng
across the polished floor, pausing only
to toss aside a loose rug or push
away a chair
1t was a familiar air, one she had
danced to often in the past with
Roger. =,
81 am dancing with Roger now"
said Nora, to unwelcome memory,
whose cold, accusing touch she felt
even while the gay notes throbbed
through her being. why can | not
dance when it is with Roger I am
dancing?"
But Memory, however unwelcome,
is not to be 50 easily shaken off.
you may pretend that you are
dancing with Roger" she whispered,
but it is not true. You know it is
not true. You are dancing with the
spirits of Youth and JOY You have
broken the faith with your pale lover
who is no more. Go on dancing. You
ers, and no less"
Was it real voice Nora heard?
Determined to hear no more, she
turned the record and was now waltz
ing. A beautiful figure the girl made
in the twilight of the room, moving
with light step, swaying with the
music. Only one close at hand could
have noted the look of growing fear
in her big, shining eyes.
as it a real voice Speaking?"
go right on dancing. Why not?
All forget us; you are no more dis
no
Whether it was before the door
opened or just as it happened, would
be hard to say. Nora stopped sud
denly at the sound, slipped and fell
heavily to the floor. .
Some one switched on the lights.
1t was Rosalfe, returned home earlier
than she had expected.
Resale bent over Nora to find that
her friend was quite unconscious.
After trying vainly to reach several
doctors, Rosalie called one she knew
quite we'll, Newton Findlay, a neurol-
nately was in his office and prom
ised, since she could get no one
else, to come.
Perhaps it is fainting spell, but
fear she may be hurt" Resale ex-
planned when he arrived. 81 came in
her, for I heard her fall. The music
was going. too, but there was no
one here. 1 am worried, Newton"
mo WONDER said DR.. Findley, who
was bending over the PROSTATE figure.
1.-THE way in which she has fallen has
probably fractured her hip"
Further examination confirmed his
belief that Nora's hip was injured.
us it a dangerous hurt? I mean,
do you think it will be permanent
make her lame, that is?"
Probably not. But 1 would rather
have an X-ray examination to make
sure. We must get her to a hos
pital at once"
But Rosalie was already revolving
this matter in her mind-that clever,
wide-awake mind which was so quick
to grasp opportunities duller wits
could never even see.
There were reasons why Resale
preferred to keep Nora near her at
this time-not so far removed from
reasons why Rosalie was quite anX-
bring her into more frequent con-
tact with Newton Findlay.
Few men, as RoSalie evaluated men,
were worth bothering with. But it
so happened that DR.. Newton Find
ley, the clever young neurologiSt, was
one of these feW-the one, in fact.
SO it was that Rosalie, while adj
ministering to Nora, was also think
ing.
Now she bent closer as her friend
opened her eyes wide.
II fell she said, help me get up,
will your" When did you come in,
Resale? Just when I fell?"'
(To be continued.)