Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1924-07-31

IL would mean reaChlng nome so late, she
knew that David would never consent to her
going by it alone
But the engine improved after the first half
mile. David turned to her with apologetic
smile.
I'm sorry to have been so unen tertan-
ing; there is something wrong with the en-
CINE. 1 hope we shall get to the station
safely"
Dora laughed
81 hope 80, too 1t wouldn't be very nice
being left on the roadside so late as this,
would it,"
David leaned forward and consulted the
little clock opposite.
Its not very late" he said in a matter
of-fact voice. and we could always walk
back
She frowned little impatiently; he was
always so dull, she told herself with a sense
of irritation Why was it that she coulG
never make him talk to her as other men
did? Apparently her beauty and expensive
clothes were nothing to him.
But in spite of her irritation, his indiffer-
ence piqued her; she made every effort to
interest him.
She began to speak about Mary.
"Such a dear!" she gushed. 81 had no idea
she was so nice. Monty never thought much
of her, you know"
MOP"
"He said he considered she was rather COM
mon, but l should hardly call her that, would
you?"
Hardly"
1t not encouraging, but she went on:
Il surprised when she told me that
she is only with you on visit. l quite
thought that she was going to live here
81 hope she will" The answer was quiet
and unconcerned
Dora bit her lip angrly but her voice was
do you? How awfully sweet of you! I
think she is fortunate to have such kind
relations-in-law; as a rule they are rather
horrid, don't you thnk?"
1--WE never been married-so l can't judge"
said David He sent the car forward trfle
more quickly; through the night had sounded
the distant whistle Of the incoming train.
81 think we shall just catch it," he said
smoothly.
The train at the platform when they
left the car outside the station; there were
only few seconds in which to say good-by
Dora swallowed her chagrn as best she
could; her pretty face was wreathed in smiles
as she leaned from the carriage window.
ut has been so nice to see you again; you
won't forget us next time you come to Lon
don, David?"
Il certainly will not. Tell Monty I will
look him up"
She pouted.
THAT means the office"
"Not at all; l will make a special point of
calling to see you"
But the words were impartial in spite of
the accompanying smile; the last glimpse
she had of him was his grave face, from
which all consciousness of her was already
fading.
CHAPTER XXXIV
Change of Color
G HE sat back in her corner of the empty
carriage frowningly. After all, she
~ almost regretted having paid the visit
at ALL Red Grange had seemed even more
alluring than she had previously remem-
bered it, and David less susceptible to her
charms.
Why was he so different from all the 9TH
er men of her acquaintance? she asked her
self angrily. She could enumerate half a
dozen in as many seconds who would hay e
given anything for the chance Of a possibly
heightened tete-a-tete with her; but David
had merely driven the faster to get rid
of her.
But David's very indifference lent a spur
to her hitherto only half-fOrmed resolve. She
would marry him; she would marry him in
spite of everything, and be mistress of tn
Red Grange
And as for that pale-faced widow Of
Nigefs-Dora's face hardened as she recalled
the friendly way in which she and David
had entered the drawing room that after
noon, fresh from their drive.
Monty had been right when he said that
from what she knew of the girl she you'd
lose no opportunity to entrench herself at
the Red Grange; and she had certainly done
lot during the short time of her stay
there.
'Scheming little nobody" was the thought
in Dora's mind.
She tried to remember what else Monty
had said about her besides the fact that she
was common; she knit her brows, pulling
her brain to remember.
There something else, she sure;
something-oh. yes, he had called her ''pret-
ty, in a sort Of way and commented on
the fact that she had red-brown hair
That was so like a man, to make such
mistake. Red-brown hair. indeed. Why,
it was the most ordinary mouse-colored
shade. i
lie smile as she remem bered Marys simple
it from the first. Whatever earth could
Nigel have seen in her? Nigel, who always
so admired a smart woman.
She had worked herself into a thoroughly
bad temper by the time she got to London;
it raining a little and Dora hated rain.
She took a taxi the whole way home, and
kept the man waiting while she went into
the house and demanded the fare from
Monty.
He had just finished his dinner, and rose
from the table, smiling with pleasure at
sight of her.
well, DEAR" He genuinely loved and
admired his sister. He bent to kiss her. but
she turned cool cheek
Have you any money? The taxi man is
waiting"
His hand went at once to his pocket.
How much"
She told him, and quick to notice his