Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-10-13

; what the matter with EN- !!
Evetybody's wearing the same"
Yes But / don't see how vol
manage to do it. One shoe-string il
virgin white and the other is pagan
brown"
1--WE got nine pairs of shoes, an,
yet there's always something tn
matter" ruefully. 81 never notice,
when l put them on, Besides,'I WASH
coming"
That's no defense. But rest easy
i'm be as secret as the grave"
Now, | for one would never hav'
noticed if you hadn't called my at
tention, said the padre, stealing {
glance at his own immaculate patent
feathers.
"Ah, Padre, that wife of mine ha:
eyes like a pilot-flsh. I'm in for it.
Borrow one from the colonel be
fore you go home" suggested Abbott
That's not half bad" gratefully
Harrigan began to recount thu
trials of forgetfulness.
Slyly from the corner of her eye
Nora looked at Courtlandt, who was
lat that moment staring thoughtfully
into his teacup and stirring the con
tents industriously. His face was 9
little thinner. but aside from that he
then, because these two years haC
left so little mark upon his face, a
tinge of unreasonable anger ran over
her Men have died and worms
have eaten them," she thought Gym
ically Perhaps the air between
them was sufficiently charged
with electricity to convey the
impression across the interven-
ing space; for his eyes came up
| quickly, but not quickly enough to
catch her. She dropped her glance
| to Abbott, transferred it to the Ba-
rome, and finally let 1t rest on her
| fathers face. Four handsomer men
she had never seen.
You never told me you knew
/ Courtlandt," said Harrigan, speaking
/ to Abbott.
Just happened that way. We went
/ to school together. When l was lit
| tie they used to make me wear curls
! and wide collars. Many's the time
Courtlandt walloped the school bull
lies for mussing me up. [ don't see
him much these days. Once in a
while he walks in. That's all. AL
ways seems to know where his
friends are but none ever knows
where he is
Abbott proceeded to elaborate some
of his friends exploits. Nora heard.
as If from afar. Vaguely she caught
glimmer of what the contest was
going to be. She could see only a
little way; still, she was optimistical-
ly confident of the result. She was
ready Indeed, now that the shock of
the meeting was past, she found her.
self not at all averse to a conflict. 1t
would be something to let go the
pent-up wrath of two years. Never
would she speak to him directly;
never would she permit him to be
alone with her; never would she miss
a chance to twist his heart, to hu-
initiate him, to snub him. From her
point of view, whatever game he
chose to play would be a losing one.
She was genuinely surprised to learn
how eager she was for the game to
begin so that she might gage his
strength.
80 I have heard" she was dimly
conscious of saying.
Didn't know you knew" said Abb
bolt.
KNEW WHAT" rousing herself.
THAT Courtlandt nearly lost his life
in the eighties"
I'm the eighties!" dismayed at her
slip.
"Latitudes. Polar expedition"
Heavens! / was miles away"
The padre took her hand in his
own and began to pat it softly 1t
was the nearest he dared approach
in the way of suggesting caution He
alone of them all knew.
ooh | believe | read something
about it in the newspapers.
Five years ago" Abbott set down
his teacup. He's the braVest man
I know. He's rather friendless man.
besides. Horror of money. Thinks
everyone is after him for that. Tries
to throw it away, but the income
piles UP too quickly. See that In
dian. passing the cakes? Wouldn't
think it. would you, that Courtlandt
carried him on his back for five
miles. The Indian had fallen afoul
a wounded tiger and the heaters were
miles off. I've been watching. They
haven even spoken to each other.
Courtlandt's probably forgotten all
about the incident, and the Indian
would die rather than embarrass his
savior before strangers"
Your friend. then is quite nero? 2"
What was the matter with Nora's
voice" Abbott looked at her wonder
ingiy. The tone was hard end I'M
musical.
HE couldn't be anything else, being
Dick Courtlandt's boy" volunteered
Harrigan with enthusiasm. ut runs
in the family"
1T seems strange" observed Nora,
that never heard you mention that
you knew Mr.. Courtlandt."
why, Nora, there's a lot of things
nobody mentions unless chance brings
them up. CONFERENCE.-The one l knew
has been dead these sixteen years.
I he n
gotten all about it. The only grave
yard isn't on the hillside; there's one
under everybody's thatch."
The padre nodded approvingly.
Nora was not particularly pleased
with this phase in the play. Court.
landt would find q valiant champion
| in her father, who would blunder in
when some fine passes were
being exchanged And she could
not tell him; she would have
cut out her tongue rather. II
, was true that she held the principal
cards in the game but she could not
table them and claim the tricks as in
| bridge She must patiently wait for
| him to lead. and he, as she very well
| knew, would lead a card at a time
and then only after mature delibera-
| ton. From the exhilaration which
attended the prospect of battle she
passed into a state of depression
which lasted the rest of the after
noon.
"Will you forgive me?' asked Ce-
| leste of Courtlandt. Never had she
| felt more i'll at ease. For a full ter
minutes he chatted pleasantly, with
never the slightest hint regarding
the episode in Paris. She could stand
it no longer. 'fWill you forgive me?'
For WHAT"
THAT night in Paris"
DO not permit that to bother you
in the least. I was never going tc
recall it,"
WAS it so unpleasant"
ION the contrary, l was much
amused"