Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1923-06-05
CHAPTER III
FOpehOdjngS

ORRY had tried to make light of what
| had happened between herself and
- Courtney Harrington. She had even
tried to bring herself to the point of telling
Tom about it, but somehow she could not do
this.
She had tried several times to tell Tom
about it. She wanted the blessed assurance of
his arms around her, his lazy voice telling her
not to be little goose, but she could not
bring herself to do it, and this made 1T seem
as though she and Courtney Harrington had
a secret between them.
II won't think about it," she told herself
fiercely over and over And yet she did think
about it, not consciously perhaps, but in her
| subconscious mind he was always with her
and that meant dreams about him. dreams
and terrified awakeningS.
1t was only when she was with Tom that
she felt absolutely safe. He asked so little OF
her. Even his love making light, for he
made no demands upon her. He did not try
to delve beneath the surface snow of her ma
ture. He was content to sit with an arm
flung lazily around her, and he dropped his
kisses lightly on her hair or eyes, giving his
llove-making a semblance of playing at life.
Lorry loved Tom dearly. She had a yearn-
ing desire to protect him from things, to
stand between him and the rough corners of
life. Far more than she loved being in his
arms, did she love to draw his head to her
breast, to stroke his shining blond hair.
Darling boy!" she would Groom, her voice
that she might have held child in her arms,
and sometime she thought of Tom like that,
so materially tender was her feeling for him.
But if there were times when she felt an eX-
quisite maternal tenderness toward him,
there were other times when this feeling in
her would be swallowed up by a sudden fierce
intensity.
You'd never let anything come between
us, would your" she would question eagerly.
You'll take care of me; you'll never let any
one take me from you"
I'D like to see any one take you from me. "
Tom would return smiling at her teasingly
out of laughing blue eyes. He was never very
serious and he thought these strange moods
of LOrry's mere whims. He did not like her to
be queer and intense: he wanted her to be
light and gay and amusing; and because she
knew that he loved her best when she was
happiest, she tried never to show him her
queer forebodings
Nevertheless during their engagement
there were times when she wanted him TIC
hold her close, when she wanted the comfort
of his arms around her; his strength en6om-
passing her. These were the times when
Herringtons strong dark face would loom ur
menacingly before her, and she would hear
Mis- voice low and intense.
''You don't love him, not the way it's in you
to love!"
Why couldn't she forget him? Surely she
was making little idiot of herself by allow
| ing him to come between herself and her hap
| piness Since that day she hadn't even seen
| him. He had kept away from her, and soon
very soon now, she would be Toms wife.
When that time came she would have moth
| ing more to fear.
! Lorry kept calendar on which she count
ed off the days, and gradually as the time
passed, and the day of her wedding drew
near she forgot to be afraid. Around her was
the blessed reinsurance of her trousseau
| fgiends were near her, loving kindness
Tapped her about and above everything else
there was Toms love, strong enough to keeI
her safe from anything that might happen.
ThurSdaY-The Intruder