Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1921-09-20
'AONE-MAN
WOMAN
Nv AAZEL DElUO RAH[HELOP
CHAPTER XIX
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~ HARLlE saw Immediately that
4 Harriet was frightened, that
" she resented the tight clasp of
his fingers on her arm. He
knew that he would have to proceed
slowly with this girl, and it only
made him the more interested. He
was so confident that before long
she would be hanging en- his every
word, that, in his own way of put
| ting it, he was willing to give her all
| the rope she wanted.
Where would you like to go?" he
asked as the taxi darted out into the
brilliant lights of Broadway. 81
| thought I would leave the place en-
tlrely to you He watched her face
! as he spoke and smiled to himself
Her soft lips were parted as she lean
| ed forward to look out Of the window
Harriet knew nothing at all of the
night life on the gayest street in the
world. She and Barry had never had
enough money to dined out at even
the simplest restaurant, and in spite
| Of her reason for dining with Charlie
| Harmon, the excitement Of it was IN
her blood, it was all so novel and
strange.
wherever you say" she said smil-
ing and sinking back into her cor
ner. Its all new and exciting to
me-"
Don't they have any white lights
in Chicago?" Charlie asked idly after
he had given the taxi driver orders
to drive to the Purple Grill.
I'm Chicago?" Harriet wrinkled
her brows.
Yes, one of the girls told me you
came from there"
Harriet flushed to the roots of her
| hair and stammered out quickly, ooh,
l wasn't thinking. Yes, + suppose
they do, but nothing like this, of
course; 1 lived a very quiet life
He was looking at her out Of the
corner of his eyes. Charlie was
quick to notice things and Harriet's
confusion had not escaped him.
-, Not hiding from the police or any
thlng like that, are your he asked,
| lightly enough.
Harriet's heart almost stopped, and
she was thankful for the friendly
| darkness that hid the telltale express
sion on her face. But almost in
| stantIy her common sense assert ed
itself. He was Just teasing her, for
of course, he could not really know
| anything about the truth.
II hope you're not used to be-
trlendlng desperate females and TAX
| ing thenl-to dinner" she said peri
ly. And his laugh treasured her. But
she was furious with herself for for
getting that she was supposed to
nave come from chicago. she must
be on guard constantly, she realized
that. She wouldn't make a mistake
like that again.
The taxi drew up before a brightly
lghted entrance, and Charley getting
out first, assisted Harriet
She waited, feeling rather awkward
and embarrassed while he paid the
bill, and then he piloted her into
mtrrored hall, thickly carpeted and
crowded with people passing to and
fro Harriet had never seen such
beautiful women and such wonderful
clothes. She began to feel that her
own things were very cheap and
common. Many of the women were
In evening dress, and those who
were not Wore the smartest Of street
costumes. She wished vaguely that
she had suggested quiet place, but
she knew nothing of hotels and res
taurantS, and had hesitated about
stating preference.
But Harriet was a thoroughbred
ana although it was agony to fol-
low the obsequious head waiter
across a polished dance floor to a
small table at the other end of the
room, she accomplished it with her
| head held high, more as If she wore
the most exquisite gown in the room,
than as if she were horribly con,
sclous of her old blue coat and her
plain little coi1O1. hot