Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1924-04-24
CHAPTER XXXVI
"YOu Can't Get Away With 1t"

you can't Get Away with IT,
LII the way up to the train Anthony S
- fury simmered. BY the time he had
m reached the Pennsylvania Station he
was in the grip of an icy wrath, and in spite
OF his love for the girl he had no mercy for
her. He still wanted her; he still loved her,
but the blow to his pride had reused all the
worst of his nature, and he was possessed
with the desire to hurt her. to make her pay.
He was hardly conscious of making his
way to the taxi stand. He stepped into, a
waiting car and gave the address, still in a
daze. When he reached Miriams apartment
he thrust a bill into the chauffeurs hand
without looking at the man, and a few mo-
ments later he stood the landing outside
Miriam's door and pressed the button.
There a stir within. He pictured her
startled look toward the door, as the sound
Of the bell had echoed through the apart
ment. Doubtless she felt trapped, and in
her guilt might hesitate to let him in. Well,
he would get in, he knew that. He would
get in somehow If he had to break down
the door.
Quick footsteps in the little foyer, and
then the door was thrown open and just as
they had stood on that evening long ago
when Anthony had sought her out, so they
stood now staring at each other across the
threshold.
Didn't you expect me?" he asked finally.
you seem surprised"
She did not answer, simply stood there
holding TO the door, until with a laugh that
sounded somehow ugly in her ears, he
stepped inside and closed the door behind
him.
Shall we go into the living room?" he
asked with deadly politeness. II think we
have few things OF say to each other"
And still she did not answer, although she
led the way into the living room, and
dropped YEARLY into a chair, as though she
could not stand on her feet another mo-
ment.
He sat down opposite her, and, drawing
his heavy case from his pocket, deliberately
selected cigarette He did not pass it to
her, as was his wont, and so she sat there
in silence watching him while he lighted a
match and held it to the tobacco. Her failure
to speak would have convinced him of her
guilt, even if he had not already made Up
his mind.
why did you run away?" he asked
finally.
because it was the only thing to do"
Not if you had a case to plead You see
m kind to you I've come here to listen
to your story. AS usual Miriam, I'm making
things easier for you, although you never
give me any credit for considering your side
of question:"
Miriam stared at him. Did he mean what
ne said? Was he willing to listen to what
she had to tell him, and was there chance
that he might, after all, believe her?
on, Anthony" she faltered. 1--WE wanted
to tell you, but I felt it would do no good
AA"' as WHY Ian away. uIdn tnlnk
youd believe me, and 1 had reached a point
where couldn't bear any more. You don't
know what l went through when it happen-
ed. You can't imagine the agony of shame
suffered. Afterward I tried to forget.
had almost succeeded in forgetting when
met you, and, Of course, I never dreamed
that the past would come back to mock me. -"
In short, you believed you'd get away
with it, Anthony said smoothly, his voice
entirely without Infection "Weu, YOU
didn't, did you? A woman never does
And now, who was the man? Id like to
know some Of the details in this sordid lit
Gle story"
Saturday-'Ioves Cruelty" and "ReaIiza-
ton"