Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1924-01-03
CHAPTER VI
FaV'S LITTLE Game


tn HAT night Gail drained her cup of bit
terness to the last drop. She no longer
had the slightest desire to see George,
she no longer had reason for having it out
with him because she understood only too
we'll what had happened. But the thing that
hurt most, the thing that was almost beyond
comprehension, was Georges attitude
If only he had come to her frankly and told
her the truth. If only he had given her
chance to save her pride. Tilted! Gail
shranl1 from the word She shuddered away
| from the memory of Vioet's blue eyes sud-
denly grown soft with pity. She didn't want
to be pitied and if George had been kinder,
he might have saved her that much. lie
might have given her chance to make peo-
pie believe that they had qQarreled, that the
engagement had been broken by mutual
consent
AS it was, Gail felt the town of Dalesburg
closing in around her. There was no way OF
escape there was no where to go. She would
have to go on living, she would have to make
, an effort to hold up her head until the gossip
had died down. and then the long dreary
years that stretched into the future, and her
self at the end Of them, unloved, unwanted,
old"
II hate him I hate him!" she sobbed out
the words bitterly, but she didn't hate him,
and if she had been older, and more expert
enced, she might have found it in her heart
to pity him little.
For the time being George Hartley had
gone temporarily insane He was in the grip
of an infatuation that left him sdeaf, dumb
and blind to everything else From the time
he had first looked into Fay Morrison's green
eyes, and had caught the fascination of her
enigmatic little smile, something had famed
up in him, something very different from MS
feeling for Gail, and because Fay was tan
talizingly alOOf, because he had to beg Tor
her favors, because she had all the advantage
y rl0t <cN 11O1r
night and day and was obliyidus to every
thing else.
Fay was clever and she had always found
it amusing to bring men to her feet she
had not looked forward to her visit to Har-
riet with much pleasure; in fact, she mad ac-
copied the invitation mainly because she
needed a rest She lived a life of hectic
gaiety. she was surfeted with THRILLS of one
kind and another, she had made up her mind
to live very simply during her visit to Dales-
burg but Georges devotion had promised d.
version and she couldn't resist playing with
him a little bit After all, it couldn't do any
harm. Some one had said he was engaged
to that plain little dark girl with the big
cow-like eyes who had been at Harriet's par
ty Of course he would marry her and they
would live a bucolic existence in Dalesburg,
with perhaps several children to liyen things
up a bit But in the~meantime, She Fay, was
anchored in Dalesburg for time, she might
well nave q IltLlG Iuu VI COuA0C, 0ilC
wouldn't let it go too far, but if this man
wanted to make a fool of himself, it WASH t.
her fault.
So reasoned Fay and in the soft scented
darkness of the Williams piazza, she fllrted
lightly with the infatuated George CurIed
up in corner of the swing where ne could
only fainty~dscern the slender lines of her
figure, she talked to him of her life, OF the
amusing things she did. She smoked 1nces-
sanity, fitting one cigarette after another
into long ivory holder, and each moment
George fell more completely under her spell.
He had not known that women could be like
this, so SOFT so scented, so absolutely mystic
rious and so utterly wonderful. She aroused
dreams in him, dreams that made him long
to get away from Dalesburg. How could he
have stayed here so long, how could he have
dreamed of settling down here and BENG
happy? He felt, under the magic influence
of her presence small-town provincial and
it was this feeling that prompted him to buy
the blue car, although he knew very well that
he couldn't afford it.
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