Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1924-08-12

UT Err eyes sought David's furtively at
II breakfast supposing he had already
u heard from Dolly? Surprising already
he knew of the cheat that had been planted
on him?
But he smiled, meeting her gaze, and
asked if she were going to take him out for
another drive that morning.
She assented nervOusly. She was begin
ming to be afraid of him now; or was it only
of herself?
1t was after breakfast, when she waited
at the hall door for him, that it came over
her with. full force all that she was giving
up by leaving this house. The freedom,
the luxury, the little attentions from the
seryants, Miss Varneys quiet affection. She
had never had any Of them in her life be-.
fore, and she -~u not believed how much
they would all come to, mean for her.
Soon-in few days-she would look
back and smile increduously to remember
that she had once driven David Bretherton S
car. 1t would all seem like some wonderful.
unreal dream as she logged homewards on a
penny omnibus, tired after days grind in
the city. She started from her revere at
the sound of a mans step on the drive
which led to the road. She raised her eyes.
A man was coming towards her--a man
whose face and figure looked vaguely ia
milar, and yet she could not place them.
AS he drew nearer, she saw that he too,
was staring at her with a curious interest.
After a moment he raised his hat hesitating-
tague Fisher.
For moment their eyes held each 9TH
er's and Mary felt the color slowly leaving
her face; even her lips seemed cold and
white.
Monty Fisher! David Bretherton's best
friend, whom she had met once before-the
year of Niegel's marriage.
He knew her now. He spoke her name
with blank amazement.
Miss Furnival! Why I thought
heard" He broke off, stammering.
Impulsiyely Mary flung out a hand to him.
"Don't-not now. Oh, pleased"
There was shame and terror in her
voice, and very agony of entreaty in her
eyes
"But-but-" Fisher was completely
mystfied. 81 thought-I-" sudden light
filled his eyes He stood staring at her
blankly.
David's voice sounded behind them in
the hall. After moment he joined them.
"Monty."
It was not all pleasure in his voice, and
he gave one swift glance at Mary before he
took his friends hand.
''What, in the world has brought you
down here?"
ri wanted to see you on business. No, it's
nothing very important, but, to tell you the
truth, I wanted an excuse to get out of LON
don for day, so here 1 am"
David began an introduction to Mary but
eve have met before, haven't we, Mr..
Fisher?"
Fisher bowed gravely; there was sort
of unwilling admiration in his eyes.
eve met year or two back" he admit
ted gravely.
eve were just going for drive" said
David. "You must come with Mary
has just learned to drive the herself;
she is quite an expert"
'Mr, Fisher doesn't believe me, I can
see," said Mary. She felt as If she
moving and speaking on a stage. She did
not dare to hope that Fisher would keep
her secret; there was a sort of stern grav-
ity in his face that made her heart sink
She remembered that he was David's
friend, and that Dora was his sister; and
from her own observation she had guessed
that Dora meant to be mistress of the Red
Grange Was it likely, therefore, that he
would stand by and see David imposed
upon? 1T was a desperate situation. She
would have given anything had it been pos
sble to excuse herself from the drive. She
would have given anything for just few
moments alone in which to recover her self
possession.
Sudden weakness laid its hand upon her.
She looked at David appealingly.
'I don't want to drive this afternoon.
Will you, please?"
He assented at once but insisted that she
should sit by his side Fisher took the back
seat
Conversation was impossible except I'M
snatches, but whenever Mary half turned to
speak to the man behind her. she found his
eyes, watchful and curious, fixed on her
face.
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