Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1923-12-29
The Other Woman

ngagement.-Now go on with the story.
CHAPTER "
The Other Woman
OAIL was in the drug store on Monday
1 ~ afternoon when Violet Fowler came in.
- Violet was perhaps the prettleSt girl IN
Dalesburg. She was lovely with that fragile
blonde beauty that at twenty is radiant, and
at thirty is beginning to fade. Her hair was
pale gold, her eyes were larkspur blue, and
set wde%apart in her little heart-shaped face.
If she had possessed the ambition and oour-
age to leave town she might have made a
fortune in the movies, but she was not bless
ed with any too much gray matter, and even
her best friends were forced to admit that
she was insipid
But if for the most part Violet were in
sipid there were times when she exhibited
a certain amount of shrewdness.
Come on, GAIL" she said in her little
coaxing way, "have sundae with me. I'm
just dying for one" And when the two girls
were seated at one Of the little tables she
looked at Gail out of wide-open, innocent
blue eyes and remarked blandly, What do
you think of Georges carr"
The color was hot at Calls cheeks as she
looked at Violet in amazement. New car l
didn't know he had Onei"
Violet dipped her spoon daintily into her
hot fudge sundae, lifted it to her lips with
maddenng deliberation, and after full mo-
ment looked again at Gail.
"I wondered if you did. Say, Gail, is any
thing the matter between you and George?"
II don't know what you mean" Calls
tone was suddenly frozen.
II mean have you quarreled with him, or
anything like that? Now, don't get up-stage,
Gail, I'm trying to be your friend. I for one,
think you ought to know the truth"
what is the TRUTH" Calls heart was sud-
denly hammering in her breast.
"Well you say you didn't know about
Coz oO,c JIo'c
apparently he hasn't been around to take
you out in it,
Hes been working overtime at the Of
fce,' Gail began.
But his work hasn't prevented him from
being at the Williams every night" Violet
interrupted smoothly.
''You mean"
81 mean that George seems to have lost
his mind over Fay Morrison. Of course, I
thought you two had quarreled, and that
perhaps he was trying to get even with you,
but not to tell you about his car was too
much. | wouldn't stand for it if l were in
your place"
Fay Morrison! Fay Morrison! The name
brought back to Gail Harriet Williams party
of week ago. The party had been given
IN honor of Miss Fay Morrison, of New York.
Harriet and Fay had been at boarding
school together, and Fay was visiting at the
Williams home. OF course Gail remembered
her, but George and this stranger, why. it
was too Incredible! George belonged to her.
they were engaged; they had been engaged
for two years. Then how could he be crazy
about the girl he had known less than a
week. Oh, surely, surely Violet must be mis-
taken.
In an instant Gail was on her guard She
must not let Violet suspect her true feelings
She must make light Of the whole thing
FeVerlshly she began to laugh and talk She
hardly knew what she said, but she was
making desperate effort to save her pride
and all the while Violet kept gazing at her
with those wide blue eyes, absolutely uncon-
WINGED.
Calls one idea was to get home to be alone.
to think things over and decide what she
would do, but on the way out as thew stood
on the steps in the binding sunshine, a vivid
blue car came flying down the street 1t
fairly whizzed by, but in that instant of time
Gail recognized George. and beside him in
the low-slung seat was the other woman, Fay
Morrison!
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