Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1923-04-26

oddly angry at the sight of two figures on
the doorstep. Their clear voices came to him
across the quiet street, vibrant and tuli OF
youth 1t was the Sayre boy and EI1zaDeth.
He half stopped and looked across They
were quite oblivious of him, intent and self
absorbed. AS he had viewed Reynolds I'M
conscious figure with jealous dislike, so he
viewed Wallace Sayre Here, everywhere, his
place was filled. He angry with an un-
reasoning, ineXplicable anger angry at Eliza
beth angry at the boy, and at himself.
He had but to cross the street and take
his place there. He could drive that slggHhs
youth away with a word. The furious pos
sessive jealousy of the male animal which
had nothing to do with love, made him stop
and draw himself up as he started across
Then he smiled wryly and went on. He
could do it, but he did not want to- He
would never do it. Let them live their llVes
and let him live his. But he knew that there
across the street, so near that he might have
raised his voice and summoned her, he was
leaving the best thing that had come into MS
life; the one fine and good thing, outside or
David and Lucy. That against its loss ne
had nothing but an infatuation that mad
ruined three lives already, and was not YET
finished.
He stopped and, turning, looked back. He
saw the girl bend down and put a mana on
Wallace Sayre's shoulder, and the boy race
upturned, and looking into hers. He shook
himself and went on. After all thatwas best.
He felt no bitterness. She deserved better
than to be used to help a man to work
out his salvation. She deserved youth and
ioyousness, and the forgetfulness that comes
with time. She was already forgetting.
He smiled again, as he went on UP the
street, but his hands, as he buttoned MS
overcoat, were shaking
It was shortly after that he met the rec
tor, Mr.. Oglethorpe. He passed him quickly.
but he was conscious that the clergyman had
stopped and was staring after him. Half an
hour later, sitting in the empty smoker OF
the train, he wondered if he had not missed
something there. Perhaps the church could
have helped him, a good mans simple belef
in right and wrong. He was without faith
David had given him the location of Bas-
sett"s apartment house, and he found 1t QUICK
w. He was in state OF nervous lrrltapllFty
Inv that time for the sense of being fug1-
tive was constantly stressed in the familiar
streets by the danger of recognition, 1t was
in vain that he argued with himself, that
only the police were interested IN ms move
ments and the casual roundsman not at all1
He found himself shyingA away from them
like nervous horse. a7
But if he expected any surprise from Bas-
sett he was disappointed. He greeted MIN
as if he had seen him yesterday, and ex-
plained his lack of amazement In his rlrsr
words:
"Dr. Livingstone telegraphed me-" he saids
| "Sit down, man, and let me look at you'
You've given me more trouble than any hu-
man being on earth.
Sorry" Dick said awkwardly. Il seem
to have a faculty of involving other people
in my difficulties"
"Want a drink"
| "No, thanks. III smoke, If you have any
tobacco I've been afraid to risk shop
Bassett talked cheerfully as he found Gig
arettes and matches.
'"The old boy had different ring IN ms as
voice tonight. He was going down pretty
fast Livingstone; was giving up the fight!
But fancy you've given him a new grip on
the earth"
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