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car.

We stopped at his stop while I was having

something to eat, so he was gone by the time I

returned. I spent the next three and a half hours alone,

staring out the window. When I heard the

announcement for Atlanta, my heart began to pound

again. The first leg of my long and sad journey was

over. I was far away from Farthy and by now,

Momma was surely frantic and angry. I wondered

how she would handle it. Would she call the police or

would she be afraid of a scandal? Would she try to

contact Tony in Europe?

One thing was sure, I thought. She didn't let

what happened interfere with her charity affair at

Farthy. No one who attended would be able to tell

anything was wrong by looking at her face and she

would instruct the servants, Miles and Curtis

especially, not to mention one word about it to

anyone.

I could just hear her.

"She will be back once she's over her tantrum."

"No, I won't, Momma," I pledged. "No, I won't." I stood on the platform for a few moments

reading all the signs that instructed passengers where

to go for different destinations. The Atlanta terminal

was bigger than the one in Boston and there seemed to

be twice, maybe three times the number of people

rushing about. I found an information booth in the

large lobby and showed my ticket to the girl behind

the desk.

"You have to go down the corridor on the left

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