Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1923-04-10
CHAPTER XXXu
Anne's Return

a ND then suddenly Anne appeared, flush
~ ed and lovely, in a simple street dress,
her bright hair curling out from under
the brim of close-fitting black hat
'I'm late" she said gayly, land I sup
pose you two are thinking all kinds of I'M
speakabIe things about me, but I can't stop
to. hear them% L must fly and dress
She was flying from the room when
Steele caught her at the door
"Do you know was worried?"
She laughed up at him.
ooh, you mustn't be, ever, I'm like the
bad penny that always turns up sooner or
later. Let me co. dear. I'll be late. You
don't want me to keep the guests waiting,
do you?"
She tried to wriggle out of his arms, but
they frightened around her, and suddenly
/. her tawny eyes swept up to his, and she
was still, save for the fact that she trem-
bled little.
He bent his lips to hers and she chung
to him. A kiss between them was never
a little thing. 1t was, as on that first
night, too wonderful to be hurried and as
always 1T left Steele with his pulses ham
mering and Anne adorably shy and with
down-swept lashes
In a moment he had released her and
she had escaped to her room. Marcia, who
had witnessed the entire thing, shrugged
her shoulders little impatiently
a.
much, you know she said sagely. aren't
you going to ask her where she's been?"
Il don't know" he returned grimly as
he turned on his heels and went to his
own room to dress.
Anne stood before her dressing table,
hands locked together, tragic eyes staring
widely into the mirror. She stood there
for long time and then suddenly reaIiz-
ing that 1t was late she turned away and
began the process of dressing.
Marie, the maid, came in to help her.
and Instantly Anne became gay. The tragic
look in her eyes was banished and she
was radiant with youth and happiness
When she came into the living room three
quarters of an hour later, Marcfas heart
leaped with sudden pride.
After all, this was Johns wife, even
though her past was shrouded with mys-
terry, and Marcias grave you look very
lovely, my DEAR was virtual acceptance
of Anne as she was.
The dinner was perfect in every way but
it was Anne who made it So Katherine
Cleveland, who sat on Johns left, could
not take her eyes from the slender figure
in sapphire blue velvet who sat like
queen at the other end of the table, di-
viding her attention between two men who
at all social affairs were notedly hard to
entertain. One Katherine's own father
and the other was COsgrove Hamilton, the
financ1er, grim old magnate who thought
hugely entertained. At social affairs she
had always avoided Hamilton. fearful of his
sharp tongue, and here was this girl about
whom they knew nothing entertaining him
with the airs and grace of princess. Kath-
crime felt suddenly old and faded, and
when moment later she unwittingly inter-
copied look that flashed between Steele
and his wife look of such intensity that
IL brought the color to Katherine's face
and made her heart beat fast, a sudden
temptation was born in her to tell what
she knew about Anne.
After all, why not? She owed Anne
nothing. But even as the unworthy thought
occurred to her, she realized that it was
not Annes social success that she en-
Wed; it was John Steele's love, and the
look in his eyes when he had met his wife's
glance across the table.
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