New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1900-11-11
ONLY 4 SKIRMISH.

Sorry shall be later than Won viii have
HaIi File 10 go after I have dropped you, and
know the Nennekers expect me to be
rrnctuaL"
Inc porter al BlessinEham Chambers had
hansoIn at the door. and they got into II ouickIv
and drove ofF-two men who had lived together
ior ten years and knew each other we'll enough
70 DO without conversation on trivial torics
Alter minute or two however one Of then,
became unusually talkative. Saw an old fame
Of yours to-day, Dick"
so did L"
The deuce you did: The Eennekers used 10
know her, didn't they? I don't suppose they
can raise a dinner party in the slack season
without asking all their friends. You'n meet
her there tonight"
al shall"
DICK Templar," said his friend you're
secretive devil! Two years ago you worried me
with all your lamentations over the girl tiII
got sick Of her name Each time you proposed
to her you told me what you said and what she
said when she refused you; and now she comes
to London as the wife of the other fellow. and
you slip of to tea with her. instead OF coming
to the club to play whist-you know that is
where you were, don't deny it!-and you say
not a blessed word about it Not even to me.
May 1 ask what is the difference between your
feelings for Miss Rose Casterton and your feel
ings for Mrs.-Mrs Rose?''-
"OBrien; husbands a captain in Irish
regiment He'd need TO be with such a namer',
grunted Dick Tempiar. In Africa"
"Phew! Poor devil! And you told me moth
ing about it! What makes the diference?-for
you different
Don't be a goatr' answered Dick Il
different There was nothing tell, that's all
I've called on her twice. and she remembers that
she liked me. rather. and-she is glad to see
some one she knows and can talk to-she quite
forgets how I loved her She viii never under
stand how I love her still don't mind telling
you ali this. old chap-an she talks about and
thinks about is her husband. It's what Pat
says and what Pat does and what Pat thinks
about everything. and she looks at his photo
graph all the time if you can't get her with her
back to it She's safe enough; and so am l. for
that matter. 1 feel just the same-only differ
ent, you know"
Thine heals"
Time makes the wound tester. I love her
more than ever. l hate meeting her but I'm
so fond Of her I can't even hate her husband
when she talks about him: I believe I'd bring
him back to her If I could. just to make her
happier"
Poor old Dick. What a good chap you are!
Here's my dinner waiting for and
brousharn IN front Of the door, I'm not late"
He got out and Dick Templar opened the
Ettle CapdoOr IN The roof and shouted 10 the
c=abman TO drive fast
The Yennekers live somewhere north Of the
NaryIebone Road. in a quiet terrace Of big
houses There was no carriage at their door
A hanson was the only vehicle in the Terrace.
driving slowly of. with the in the dickey
-xarnining the fare that had just been paid
90 as II he were dissatisfied with the
uality as well as the quantity Of the
coins Dick wondered II MIS- OBrien
had driven alone in the cab in front Of him
al the way from Elhury-st-. paid his fare and
jumped out
A small boy had strayei up with bundle Of
evening papers but trade slack, and he
dashed forward apparently with the forlorn
hope that something might be gained by helping
an aFlebo7Ied gentleman late for dinner to alight
from = hanson cab. Dick Templar pushed him
On one side, ran up the steps and rang the bell
The footrnan who should have opened the door
must have been carrying in the soup, for no
one came for fully minute Dick tapped his
foot irlpatientIy On the white doorstep and
scov1lcG at the small boy half hidden behind an
orange contents bill
Killed and Wounded at Battersberg. Official
List" was the most prominent item Of news
promised by the bill
Dick tried in vain TO remember what 1t was
that had happened some days before at Batters-
berg-whether the Beers had captured a convoy
or saved their own guns and decamped. and. as
he hold