Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1924-12-13
CHAPTER IN
In the Garden

|OuT in the garden atrn,,in. hy srn, ana nd
- arm. 1t was glorious Sep
TENDER night and overhead the SKY
was thickly strewn with stars. 1t
was really a night made for lovers
and vet any one to look at these
two would have hesitated to say
they were in love with each other
Lyra was very silent, and after a
time, Peter asked carelessly:
Tired, old dear?''
mo"
Anything gone wrong? Tn7t
dance with old man Hunter WASH
too much for you, was it?
Lyra did net answer Immediately
To tell the truth her thoughts were
chaotic. she hated Tex Hunter
with a cold fury, she desplsed MN
for a clumsy boor, and yet that mo
ment during the dance had shaken
her oueerly and she could not dc-
count for it.
They had reached a small arbor
surrounded with clump of fir trees
and in the darkness Peter pat his
arm around her and drew her TO
ward him.
Lyra drew back with petulant
gesture. At that moment she dld
not want Peter to touch her, and
this. too, was queer. Always before
she had thought Peters loVe-maklng
rather pleasant than otherwlse-to-
night it irritated her to have him
touch her.
81 wish dad hadn't asked him
here" she burst oIt finally. lie
doesn't fit in at all, and every one
is laughing behind his back. l
wanted this time to be perfect, but
to have him always around under
foot, and having to feel responsible
for him will just spoil everything
But Peter was not so ready 10
agree with her.
aren't you eXaggerating things
a bit? He seems to be an awfulty
decent kind of chap, and ! think
Cynthia is really impressed with
him."
strangely enough this remark irr,'
tated Lyra still more.
ooh, Cynthia" she said with
shrug of her shoulders. Cynthia is
always interested in some one"
"Corinne likes him, too, she tod
me So"
Lyra was silent, and in the dark
ness Peter reached for her and drew
her gently into his arms. This time
she did not resist him. Her blond
head rested against his broad shoIi-
der, and then, like a flash, a strange
thought swept over her.
How big Tex Hunter wasi He
!, 10 ho, IyIi -
they were dancing, and his hands
they were enormous-''big, ugly
paws" she said to herself viciously
and yet deep down in her heart she
did not really think So His hands
were fine in spite of their size, she
knew that because she had noticed
them at dinner when he had in
variably selected the wrong fork or
spoon.
She shook herself suddenly. Why
on earth was she thinking of Tex
Hunter, and while she was in
Peters arms, too? 1t was ridiculous,
absurd but then, of course. it WAS
because it irritated her to have him
here, After all, it was her Wen-
ding, and there was no reason why
she shouldn't have her own way Just
at this time. Very soon it would be
all over and she would be married
married to Peter, and all the eX.
element and thrill of everything
would be a thing of the past. For
the first time Lyra projected her
thought into that dim and distant fu-
ture beyond the wedding, and she
suddenly came face to face with a
thought that vaguely disturbed her.
Up to the present she had been
occupied with the wedding itself ana
the festivities connected with it. She
was the heroine, she occupied the
center of the stage. and everything
revolVed about her. But afterward
she would be Mrs. Peter Griswold.
! she would be Peters wife. Just an
other young matron about to settle
down. This did not appeal TO I.vra
at all. Peter was a darling, and
OF course she loved him-and vet
and yet-did she love him as much
as she should? If she did, she ought
to look forward to being his wife.
and somehow the thought of this did
not stir her in the least.
Tuesday-"The Heart of a Man.
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