Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1923-12-11


/ she marry before she Is IS. She falls in
&ove with handsome young Dr. Peter
Graham and marres him without tell
ing him about the condition in the will.
Eventually he hears gossiOs discussing
1t and assumes she married him to get
! possession of the fortune. He becomes
cool and she assumes he married her
for her money. She become very jealous
of her husbands attentions to Mrs.
| Rutah Williams, wealthy patient AL
| thea meets Kenneth Moore and his gay
ETY. attracts her.-NOw go on with the
| story.
CHAPTER xxx
II AY after day, week after week slipped
from the present into the cold
/ 49, shadows Of the past and matters did
| not improve between Althea and Peter.
us it me, myself, is it my fault?". she
asked herself. Gam I to blame that can get
NO nearer to him." She had dressed care
fully for dinner though they were to have
no guests.
| cit is a lovely night" she said when they
finished. would you like to go out, walk
over to Nell's or-just take a Walk"
| mo, l am dead tired tonight, worn out
l am going to bed very soon"
| Althea said no more. Had Peter looked
at her as she timidly made her request he
might have answered differently. But he had
! not, his thoughts being on operation he
had performed that afternoon
| He went down to his office almost i'm
| mediately. Soon she heard the door bell and
| going out to the landing looked down as
| he answered it. To her surprise it was Mrs
| Williams. What could she be doing in the
office at that hour? Regular office hours
were long past Hot jealousy famed in Al
| thea and she about to go down stairs
reckless of what Peter with his hat in his
hand He was going out with Mrs. Williams
| after refusing to go with her. Mrs Will
! ltams' words stayed her. There was a name
| she did not catch, then:
Il could not go to anyone else, DR.. Ora
| ham, could not! / felt sure you would help
me, you are always so kind The last few
words were spoken Peter held the door
| open for her to pass through. Then he fol-
lowed her.
| Althea flew to the window Peter and
| Mrs. Williams entered taxi and drove
| away. Why should she come in tixa a
| woman with motor cars and chauffeurs at
| her disposal? Why had she come and where
| were they going?
Il can't bear it," Althea cried. almost
! tearing off the dress she had so carefully
| donned for dinner. "Oh, Peter! If you knew
! now L loved you!" She flung herself on the
couch and for few moments wept bitterly
| But soon she dried her eyes. Weeping did
! no good; she did not often give way to it.
She had heard women say it helped them
! to cry, but all it did for her was to swell
| her eyes and make her ugly.
| Her mind flew from one thing to another.
| She vlsualized them happy together while
| she, his wife, was miserable She would
make him tell her where they went, what
| they did. He told that snip of a nurse
| things and he must tell her
Now Mabel Howard occupied her thoughts.
MRS. Williams for the moment forgotten The
intimacy between her and Peter, as she
| called It, had grown. They talked and laugh
| 60 together. Peter made her his confidant
| IL WASN'T right for married man to be shut
In room for hours with a young girl even
If she were nurse. She would take the mat
ter IN her own hands. She was perfectly
| capable of doing all Miss Howard did and
| it would keep her with Peter, where she
| could see him. and also keep him from Miss
| Howard
| She bathed her eyes, donned a becoming
! negllgee and waited. 1t was late. Peter would
| be in presently.
He came upthe stairs very SLOWLY and she
! heard him sigh deeply.
Why do you sit up late, Althea?" he
asked, his voice weary "It is foolish"
| ~'Where did you go?"
Il had an urgent CALI
But where? 1 saw Mrs. Williams and
you go out"
! You saw-were watching? Ibid not
think you would spy on ME or my patients,
Althea.' Still that WEAKNESS made itself
| felt.
| why shouldn't I? After all I am your
! wife, you know, I have right to know
| where you go with women late at night.
| especially after You have refused to go out
win me, claiming you were too tired"
| DID L refuse to go with you? Oh yes
| remember, you wanted me to take a walk
| after dinner" He passed his hand over his
| Iorenead I'm sorry you were disappointed
Altnea, but l had a very serious operation
| at the hospital today. [ was not sure how
! 1t would come out and as [ told you'll was
| very tired and worn.
| Not too tired to go with Mrs Williamsl -
| Her voice q sheer.
! Pleasure and business are two different
! things
| "You haven't answered my question.
Peter Where did you go with that woman
| Il went on an errand of mercy Althea
Now must go to bed I have to be at the
hospital early and it is getting very late.
Goodnight" He turned and left the room
| Very well, if you won't tell me I'll find
| out for myself! she said with frightened
mercy" she repeated her lips curling eff
you showed me little mercy I'd be hap
pier
Althea slept not at all that night. her
mind filled with reprisals First it was Mrs.
| Williams. then Miss Howard with whom she
| "ould get eVen-but, strangely, never Peter.
continued Thursday. Renew now so as not
| 10 miss chapter of this absorbing story
| which could reduce charges on his pro-
auction To make this fully effective
there ought to be railroad consultations.
Cheaper fertilizers must be provided.
He must have organization. His Gus
toner with whom he exchanges products
OF the farm for those OF industry is or
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