Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1923-07-19
CHAPTER XXI
A Astounding News

r AVING promised to be COralie Wells
II matron of honor, Lorry tried to forget
herself and to throw all her interest
whole heartedly into the plans for the we'd
ding. But about the middle of March she
felt so wretched that it effort to do
anything. She was beginning to show out
wardly the signs of nervous and mental
strains. rouge no longer hid the fact that she
pale, and there were violet shadows I'M
der her eyes making them look larger and
more wistful than was their won't
To CouEney's repeated questions as to
whether she well, she replied always in
the affirmative. Before him she kept up an
eternal pretense of gayety and she 1attered
herself that she was successful. But she did
not realize the depth and passion of her hus-
bands love. She did not take into account
the fact that he could not love her as he did,
and not know that something was wrong, and
that he, too, in spite of his resolution to make
her love him, in spite of his dOmineering pos
sessiveness, and that he had not relaxed in
any way his pursuit of her was beginning to
feel hopeless of ever winning her.
One morning over at her mothers the
bright sunlight streaming through the win
dows showed up so plainly the fact that LOrry
looked very i'll, that Mrs. Grenyile was gen
timely alarmed.
"Lorry, you're not we'll" she said, trying to
keep the concern out of her voice. You must
see doctor at once"
Lorry made effort to protest but it was
too much for her. She felt if pride were
dead in her, she could not keep up brave
front before every one. and this morning she
was more than ordinarily tired. Tears of
sheer weakness forced themselves between
her tightly-closed lids and coursed down her
cheeks and without another word Mrs Gren-
Vile went to the telephone and summoned
the family physician.
DR.. Moore was brisk and kindly. He had
known Lorry from childhood and she smiled
at him when he came into the room and sat
down beside her Mrs. Grenvlle was a wise
woman. She did not fuss about in the back
ground lowering over LOrry like mother
chicken; she went out of the room and left
the two alone, and after taking Lorry's pulse
the doctor proceeded to ask her few uues-
tons
Well I guess we have Il solution to the
porblem,' he said, finally sitting back in his
chair and looking al her gravely. "Lorrv
you re going to have a child"
DR.. Moore had told this sa me thing to MANY
women during the years of his practice but
ne had yet to see any woman who took the
announcement as Lorry did
If possible she grew whittier than ever and
her eyes widened until they seemed all pupils
His glance wandering to her hands saw them
c1nch on the arm of the chair until the
knuckles showed white, but she did not
speak; she merely sat there looking at him as
though she could not take in the full import
of what he said:
"Lorry," he said very gently you're glad.
aren% you? Any woman should be glad and
proud to hear such news
Glad! she repeated the word after him
duly, and then again with quick passion in
her voice. "Glad!" Then she turned her
eyes away toward the window and sat there
in stony silence. She was breathing hard
and her soft mouth was tightly compressed.
Any one looking at her could have seen in a
moment that she was fighting some strong