Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1924-04-03
CHAPTER XVIII
8 Mnlnan'S Heart

xyvHEN the dance was over Anthony
w had no way of telling what was go
W ing on iA Mriams mind. Her face
was flushed, but she had been eXerclsln8'
and her color was probably due to that.
Neither had her manner toward Anthony
changed She was sweetly impersonaI as
always, and when he asked if he might see
her home she thanked him and said that
Mrs Bennett had offered to drop her.
Nevertheless, Miriam had been conscious
of the fact that he had held her closely, she
had realized his intention from the time
when his arms had first frightened around
her, and she had been disturbed and lit
tie frightened at the response that had
leaped up in her. Never before had she
experienced this tingling of the nerves, this
sudden hammering of her pulses. 1t gave
her a feeling of panic-fOr sh@ wanted no
entangling alliances in her life. She was
satisfied wit heverything as it was, and II
she looked forward to marriage at all, it
was with the thought that she was still
young and had plenty of time. Marriage
was something that would come to her
when she was tired of playing with her ca
reer.
What she didn't know now, but realized
later was the fact that AhthOny's first ap-
peal to her had been through the mind.
His quiet assured way Of talking had capti-
waited her imagination, the knowledge that
he knew more than she did had its subtle
appeal. All other men she had looked upon
was the first man she considered superior
to her. She seemed to seen centuries of
breeding behind him, generations of smooth
talking men and women. Not that she adj
mitted that he was any better than she was,
but there was a subtle something about him
that set him apart from other men.
On her way home with the BENEFITS,
Miriam very quiet. Christine was nerv-
Ously yiVaciOus, she kept talking about the
different things that had happened that eve
7,-S+I, ,,-1,o r1,o LoJ LoI
put himself out to call for her tonight when
it wasn't at all necessary. Was there any
truth in what Christine had said, was
taking you home"
Nonsense" Miriam returned lightly, al
though she was conscious again of that
slight tingIng of the nerves.
"Oh, you needn't be so modest, it's quite
true,' Christine persisted. Hes never met
any one like you before; in the language
of the day, you don't give him a tumble. ="
"Christine!" gasped Mrs. Bennett such
language, my dear!"
Christine laughed and turned to Creigh-
ton. You don't mind my slang, do you
old dear? You'll put up with me withou
retailing me any curtain lectrues, won't
you?"
Miriam was glad that the conversation
had taken different turn she was grateful
too, for the darkness, for she felt the hot
color in her cheeks. Of course, Christine eX-
aSgerated everything, but could there be
any lIlhS IN what she SAID? Her common
sense told her no. Anthony Breen was old
at the game, he was merely trying her out
amusing himself with her And yet his man
ner toward her had been indicative of in
| tereSt, he had seemed more than amused
ming, and finally she turned to Miriam with
a little laugh. Darling old Anthony didn't
like it bit when he learned that we were
there? And then in flash Miriam realized
that she was trying to believe that there
was, She wanted him to like her She Med
him, she liked him very much. But .sures~
mere liking wouldn't bring the color to
her face and make her heart beat fast. Did
she feel more than mere liking for him.
was that it? But surely she couldn't be
| falling in love with a man who had never
! given her any reason to believe that he
AIRED for her
CHAPTER XIX