Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1923-04-10
Continued from Saturday,

TN August he started for the railroad, going
on foot and without money, his immediate
! destination the harvest fields of some dis
tant ranch, his object to earn his train fare
east.
The summer passed slowly. To David and
Elizabeth it was long waiting, but with this
difference, that David was kept alive by hope,
and that Elizabeth felt sometimes that hope
was killing her. To David each day was a
new day, and might hold'Dick. To Elizabeth,
after a time, each day was but one more OF
separation.
Doctor Reynolds had become fixture in
| the old house, but he was not like Dick. He
was heavy silent young man, shy of 1ntrud-
| ing into the family life, and already engrossed
| in a budding affair with the Rosslter girl.
! David tolerated him, but with sort of smol-
dering jealousy increased by the fact that ne
had introduced innovations David resented;
| had, for instance, moved Dicks desk nearer
the window, and instead of doing his own lab
| oratory work had what David considered a
damnably lazy fashion of sending his little
tubes, carefully closed with cotton, to hos
pital in town.
! David found the days very long and inf
nitely sad. He Weakened each morning to rC-
newed hope, watched for the postman from
| his upper window and for Lucy'S step on the
stairs with the mail. His first glimpse of ner
always told him the story. At first he had
insisted on talking about Dick, but he saw
| that it hurt her, and of late they had fallen
| into the habit of long silences.
Elizabeth came often to see them. She
| looked much the same as ever, although she
was very slender and her smile rather strain
| ed, and she and David would have long talks
| together. She always felt rather like an
empty vessel when she went in, but David
| filled her with hope and sent her away
cheered and visiby brighter to her long wait
| ing Lucy, for Lucy's fears lay in her face
| and were like shadow over her spirit She
came across her one day putting Dicks cloth
| ing away in camphor, and the act took on an
| air of finality that almost crushed her.
| So far they had kept from her Dicks real
identity, but certain things they had told her.
She knew that he had gone back, in some
strange way, to the years before he came to
Havery, and that he had temporarily for
gotten everything since. But they told her,
| too, and seemed to believe it themselves, that
| it was only temporary.
what I'm getting at is this" Nina said
one day, examining her polished nails crit
ically. eff it does turn out that there was
somebody, you'd have to remember that 1t
was all years and years ago, and be sensible. -
| II only want him back" Elizabeth said, 1
don't care how he comes, so he comes"
Louis Bassett had become familiar figure
| in the village life by that time. David de-
pended on him with a sort of wistful conf
dence that set him to grinding his teeth occa-
sionally in fury at his own helplessness'
And as the extent of the disaster developed,
! as he saw David failing and Lucy aging, and
when in time he met Elizabeth, the feeling
| of his own guilt was intensified
He spent hours studying the case, and lie
was chiefly instrumental in sending Harrison
| Miller back to Norado in September. He had
struck up friendship with Miller over their
| common cause, and the night he was to depart
that small inner group which was fighting
David's battle for him formed a board ct
| strategy in Harrisons tidy living room. Wal
| ter Wheeler and Bassett, Miller, and, tardily
| taken into their confidence, DR.. Reynolds.
The same group met him on his return, sat
around with expectant faces while he got out
his tobacco and laid sheaf of/papers on the
| table, and waited while their envoy laying
Bassett's map the table, proceeded care
| fully to draw in continuation Of the trail
beyond the pass, some sketchy mountains, and
a small square.
GIVE got something" he said at last. "Not
much, but enough to work on. Here's where
you lost him, Bassett." He pointed with his