Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1923-09-15

over 10 the cluD. Win cOnVdleSceuCe,
Lorry seems to have forgotten her fear of
her husband in the ecstacy of mother
hood, and to her amazement she realizes
that the love she felt for Tom Ransome
was largely maternal and has been trans
ferred to her child. One evening Court
ney calls up and asks if she is we'll
enough to give him a short Interview .
Now go on with the story.
CHAPTER XLVI
The Meeting
FTER dinner Lorry sat in the living
L room with book. The apartment was
very quiet, for the baby was asleep,
and Miss Barlow, the nurse had gone out. 1t
was the first very cold day in November, and
the lamplghted room seemed very cozy, but
Lorry was restless. She found it almost i'm
possible to lose herself in what she was read
ing, and finally in despair she put the book
down and glanced nervously at the clock.
The hands pointed to twenty-five minutes
of nine. Oh, if only Courtney would come, so
that they could get things over with and fin
ished. All she wanted was peace and a clean
cut path ahead, and yet in order to be free a
certain amount of disagreeable detail would
have to be settled.
She found herself listening, straining her
ears for that first tel-tale sound of his key
in the lock, so that she surprised and
startled when the bell suddenly rang and
she realized that he was not going to avail
himself of the privilege of using his latch key
She flung OPEN the door bit defiantly and
stood back. How tall he was! She had al
most forgotten that fact, but the impression
was instantly lost in the feeling that
swept over her as she realized that they were
here alone, and that any minute, any minute
Hastily she made some facetious remark,
IIo nj
lowed, his coat over his arm, his hat in his
hand as if he were in very truth the veriest
stranger stopping in for few moments call.
In the cozy lamp-light room Courtney
threw his coat over chair, and for a mo-
ment they stood facing each other.
If Lorry had changed, grown more radiant
ly beautiful, lost the Hstless care-Worn lines
of the last few months, Courtney had changed
still more His dark face was stern, and
yet there was about him the old compelling
bearing of the conqueror. The sharpness of
his features only served to show more clearly
their arrogance, the proud almost kingly, set
of his head on his shoulders. Looking at her,
he drew a sudden sharp breath.
you've changed he said abruptly, "you
look happy"
Il am happy" she said a little shyly, a
quick smile curving her lips. Courtney had
not seen her smile that way in SO long that he
ndu almost 1OrSOCCen the allure OF II. "A little
flame lighted in his eyes and his hands
clenched with the strain of his intense re-,
preston.
I'm glad" he said very simply. "Of course,
you know l want that; l want it more than
anything else and l think it can be very
simply arranged. 1t won't be necessary to
see me again
please sit down." Lorry said very gently.
Her woman's intuition told her that the situa,
ton was entirely in her hands Courtney did
not intend to assert any rights and, inasmuch
as that was So she could afford to be gen
erous.
He sat down in his own chair, the one he
had always liked best, and she curled up op
poste to him, studying him from under her
lashes.
81 don't want to stay long" he said quick
'ly, cit would be absurd to tire you unneces
sarily."
ooh, but I'm never tired" Lorry protested
laughingly. A strange exhlaraton was stir
ring in her, feeling that she could not &C
count for, and Courtney looking at her, mar
veled in his heart Was this the girl who
had been too listless to do anything, who
had never been known to laugh and who had
refused to meet his eyes without SILVER of
revulsion? 1t seemed incredible that such a
miraculous change should have taken place
in her in such a short time.
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