Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1921-10-13
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CHAPTER XXXV1T
"Where Is Miss Taylor?"
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rARRIET knew that It was only
a question of time before she
would be discovered. She


ARRIET knew that 1t was only
- a question of time before she
would be discovered. She
thought of this as she dragged
YEARLY up the stairs to her room
that night and the impulse to tell
some one the truth was overpoW-
ering. She felt weak and sick and
unable to bear it any longer all
alone. She thought of May Watson
and stopped at her closed door, but
did not go in. Something, she could
not have told what. urged her to
happens that way, sometimes, it IS
like the second wind that comes to
fighter, the last desperate strug-
gle to win against odd that seem
oVerpoWering.
When she reached her room she
dropped Imply on the bed. Sounds
drifted into her from the hall, doors
opening and the scuffle of feet on the
stairs. The boarders were going
down to dinner. Some of them had
been in their rooms all day, and
the dinner hour was for them some
thing to look forward to. To Har-
hit it had always been the most try
ing part of her existence at Mrs.
Bakers. She had found it impossi-
BILE to take part in the conversation
that went on around her, and most
Of the boarders thought her snobbish
ana Q1u not take the IEOuDl0 70 COL-
ceal their feelings.
May looked about for Harriet whom
she reached the gloomy basement
room. OF late May had been worried
about the girl, she knew that some
thing was troubling her, and Har-
riet had been very reticent about her
caller the other evening.
Where is Miss Taylor?" asked
Mrs. Slocum pointedly, of May.
believe I'll run up to her room and
see if she has come i'm
mo doubt she's gone out to DIM
ner with the man who was here the
other night" Mrs. Baxter put in
somewhat maliciously.
But May did not wait for anything
more; she flew out of the room and
up the stairs to Harriet's room.
Harriet called, who is it?" as
May raped briskly on the door.
It's May, Aren't you coming
Il couldn't eat anything. I have
a headache.
May I come in?"
And at Harriets Eyes" May opened
the door and went into the dark
hot little room.
IT think you'd better come GOWN"
she said firmly, standing by the bed
and looking down at Harriet. you'll
give all those nice old tabbies some
thing to talk about if you don't.
Come on, now, like good girl; you
don't want to be i'll, you know A
cold towel on your face and some
powder will fix you; there, isn't that
better?"
May had a wet towel at the wash
stand and had held it for moment
against Harriet's hot face. Then she
had whisked powder puff out of the
drawer and was applying 1T in soft
DuffS to the girls cheeks
In spite of herself, Harriet felt
better, and impulsively she turned
to May and kissed her shyly
you're DEAR and I don't deserve
to have you for a friend" she said
softly.
In the darkness the girls STOOD
looking at each other for a moment
then May. spoke. I'D like to be you!
friend, Harriet, I know You are in
terrible trouble of some kind, and l
wish I could help. Did you know
that Mrs. Baxter knows something
about you and has just told the
whole table about it?'
"Knows something about ne!'
Harriet's tone was tense with hor-
ror; she shook all over and her knees
seemed to be giving way under her.
Tell me what she said" And She
gripped Mays arm so that it hurt.
May was staring at her in amaze.
ment. She was right and Harriet
was really in terrible trouble Of some
kind, for nothing she had said could
have had the power to brighten the
girl like this.