Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1921-09-20
CHAPTER XIX
Charley PRO Urasses

tn HE waiter held a chair fol
her and Harriet dropped into
J. 1t. She faced Charley over the
eXpanse- of white linen and
What a beauty She would be
with the proper clothes" he was
! thinking to himself. why. there
isn't woman in the room who
can touch her in looks. She's a
wonder tY,ol With those violet eyes and
Harriet had dropped her eyes to
the menu that the waiter placed
before her. 1t was very long and
the dishes seemed elaborate. She
hadn't the faintest idea what to
| order H2rriet's meals were limited
for Barry. Her own lunches con-
sisted of a sandwich and a glass
| Of milk. Most of the dishes on this
| menu had French names, and the
consciousness that a waiter was
| standing at her elbow waiting for
! her to state a preference increased
| her embarrasSme
suppose We have some ciams?"
| suggested Charley and the waiter
turned Immediately to him. Harriet
was grateful to him for the fact
| that he took the responsibility off
different things to her. They all
sounded delicious and he ordered a
great deal of everything When he
had finally dispatched the waiter
with the order he smiled at her
gingly. and began to draw
riet was soon chatting and talking
with him, and by the time the iced
clans were served, her embarrass
ment had left her entirely.
She looked about the room with
eager eyes. Every table was filled
and the floor was thronged with
dancers. Business and money-mak-
this pleasure and gayety, for here
money was spent with the greatest
lavishness. The furs and Jewels Of
the women must have represented
small fortune. II was like a
glimpse Of fairyland.
With the cream Of tomato soup
Harriet suddenly remembered Barry
and sense of guilt instantly over
whelmed her. Here she was, sit
ting in an expensive restaurant
eating the most elaborate dishes
and actually enjoying it an while
Barry was at this very minute be-
hind prison bars. No doubt his din
ner had consisted of bread and
water or something equally dreary
She felt suddenly as if she must
get out of the place at once, ana
then she heard Charley's voice
above the sou CLASH VI LI0 VI GA1Oo-
ira.
Almost before She knew it she
was one of the glittering throng.
The wall of the violins came to her
from a distance, the scent OF
French perfume was all about her.
She seemed to be dancing on clouds,
as Charley guided her expertIy
through the crowded room. For
time the ache in her heart was
stilIed, but it would return with
renewed force before she had been
Wien they returned to their table
Harriet tried to turn the subject
of their conversation to the office
and the people in it. She was hop
ing that Charley would speak Of
Barry, give some personal opinion
as TO his guilt or innocence, but it
was nlain that Charley did not
want to talk of business. His mind
was on other things. He wanted
to give Harriet a good time, and
he was selfish about it, for he
wanted her to ike end tTust him
'What do you think about that
Mr. Neil who was arrested for
stealing bonds from the safe?" she
finally asked him pointblank, when
she found it impossible to lead up
to the subject in any way.
He answered her directly enough
then. "What do 1 think about him?
Why, that he's guilty, of course.
There are no two ways about 1t.
But we won't spoil a perfectly good
dinner by disagreeable subjects. 1
want to talk about your
Go BE Continued)