New Britain herald., 1916-02-23
hy Dicky Said II Have a Confession
 to Make, Madgc.'

! 10 Make, MauSC. What did your mother say to all 1 this?"
 | I asked the question timorously
 Dicky and I were seated in the com parative seclusion of rear seat of
 sparsely filled elevated train. I l ha d wished to put the query before,
 but had hesitated fearing to rouse any unpleasant discussion. Dicky laughed shortly, well! of course she didn't go into raptures over the affair." he said, but T think deavored to help her learn one. I read the riot act to her after you left
 "oh! Dicky'" I protested, "that Was hardly fair?'
 T know it," he admitted shame facedly. "I am afraid I did rather take it out on the mater when I found you had really gone. But sine deserved a good deal of it. You have done everything in your power to make things pleasant for her since she came and she has treated you about as shabbily as was pos sible.''
 "Oh! not that bad, Dicky." I pro- tested again, but I knew in my heart that what he said was true. His mother had treated me most unfair ly I could not help little malicious thrill of pleasure that he had finally resented it for me.
 Just that bad, little Miss For GiTeness," Dicky returned, smiling at me tenderly.
 My heart leaped at the words. When Dicky is in a good humor he coins all sorts Of tender names for me. l know that to Dicky our quar- rel was as if it had never been.
 "Tll give you pointer about III other, Madge" Dicky went on. When you see her act as if nothing had happened at all it's the only way to manage her She can be most charming when she wants to be, but every once in a while she takes there is no living with her until she gets over it.'
 I didn't make any comment on this speech, fearing to say the wrong thing. Instead I asked a question.
 Did she get any sleep at all?''
 "Oh yes" Dicky replied. 'She was SC und asleep when your cousin called, for which l was truly thankful
 I felt as if my pulses had stopped for moment before going on again. It was the first time Dicky had made the slightest reference to Jack since our reconciliation in Mrs. Stewards Ette sitting room.
 When I had covered his lips with ny hand, in protest against any rash promises for the future, he evidently lad thought the prohibition extend ed to any discussion of the events of the evening.
 He had smothered me with caresses, and assured me over and over again ct his love. Then he had hurried me Q way after the briefest of farewells to Mrs. Stewart, whose attitude to- ward him was tinged with the aver sion she could not help feeling
 See that you look after that girl Of yours a little better,' she said grimly as she stood looking after us fl om the doorway.
 Thank you, I'll do that" Dick had laughed back, gayly lifting his hat. Then as the door closed behind her he had remarked banteringly: Your old friend doesn't love me any better than she used to-
 l made no answer, there was none to make, without telling flat un- truth, for I knew Mrs. Stewards opinion of my husband.
 But the casual reference to Jack from Dickys lips made my heart very glad. He had never spoken of my brother-cousin before without sheer. I knew better than to refer to his words, however. If Dicky wished to speak of Jack he must do