Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1924-09-25
MOVIE MAD
BY HAZEL DEYO BACHELOR
CHAPTER LII

IVYAN'S impetuous words had more eff
" feet upon Gloria than either girl real
lied at the time. They set Gloria to
thinking, and the more she thought the more
eager she became to see Rolf and Vera to-
gether After all, why not? 1t would do
no harm to drop in casually upon them. She
would play her cards very carefully, she
would be gay and flippant. Rolf need never
suspect the truth.
She was amazed as this nlan took shane
in her mind to find herself trembling. Her
heart began to beat very fast and her cheeks
burned Was it because she to see Rolf
again? Was that it? Oh, what a pitiful
little fool she had become; like schoolgirl
in love for the first time. Just like the
women who write him love-letters on pink
paper" she told herself fiercely Il, of all
people, have sunk to this"
Nevertheless, it was a very calm, self-pos-
sessed young woman who, two days later
stroled casually into the sun parlor of the
big white house on Mansion boulevard. No
one would have dreamed that her heart
lea ping madly in her breast and that her
hands were icy, no one in the world, and
least of all Vera Vamp.
Vera sat in big chair close beside Rolls
chaise lounge She was reading out loud
from the love poems of Laurence Hope, and
as she looked up from her book her dark
eyes widened and look Of fury darted
into them.
Il hope I am not intruding," Gloria said
lightly. She had seen that look in Vera Z
eyes, and it had stimulated her. Could il
be that Vera was not sure of herself?
The thought was delicious, intoxicating.
Rolfs back was turned to the door, and
as Gloria walked around his chair and stood
| looking down at him, he threw aside the
steamer rug and would have risen to his
feet if she had not put her hand lightly on
his arm.
'You mustn't get up Here, let me fix
that for you" And carefully avoiding his
eyes, she drew the rug into place. She
wondered if he could hear the hammering
of her heart, she bent over him, for his
! low-toned "Gloria-you." had stirred her
pulses and made her afraid to trust her
! voice
Somehow she found herself sitting in a
| chair facing him. She could hear herself
saying things light flippant things that
| meant nothing. She was being nice to Vera
lrritatingly nice. And all the while she was
! terribly conscious of Rolf's dark eyes blaz-
| ing in his face, his hungry scanning of her
features, his attempts to make her look at
him, which she steadfastly refused to do.
"Oh, thank God" ran her thoughts "He
does love me. He couldn't look at me like
that unless he cared"
Ana still she went on being light, saving
! frivolous things, answering Veras small
stabs with ingratiating friendliness, treating
Rolf as if he were the most casual acouain-
lance, and behaving generally as though she
round 1t Impossible to be serious about any,,
thlng She wondered vaguely if Vera would
stay on, so that there would be no chance
TOT her to see Rolf alone. And as this
tnought occurred to her she suddenly
afraid of being alone with him. What il
she had counted too much on what she had
read IN his eyes And yet she couldn't be-
mistaken. His whole manner BETRAYED him.
ana not only that, but Vera's very spiteful-
ness was unconscious tribute
ca fhn
OF them went until at tea-time neonIa
began 10 arrive and the tension was, for the
tlme being somewhat relieved
, oaturday-"A Dramatic Leavetakinr."
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