Newark evening star and Newark advertiser., 1916-01-08
Continued from Yesterday
Harry's kind Invitation" F."

l have always abhorred anything
not endure the least shadow Of it in
my life with Dicky.
The honk of car sounded outside.
81 guess there's your choo-choo," &"
drawled Harry Underwood. Il say.
Dicky. don't let this headache spoil
everything. If the wife gets better,
bring her back tonight. and we'll all
go play a bit somewhere. If she
doesn't and gets TO sleep the way Lii
does after a headache. she won't need
you. Come back by yourself"
And I had thought Dicky incon-
siderate sometimes, l caught a
glimpse now of selfshness so
colossal that it made Diclty's occa-
sional thoughtlessness appear as
nothing.
| | waited breathlessly for Dicky's
reply, but before he had chance to
/ speak Lillian interposed.
cut that out. Harry" she said
quietly, but her voice was like flint.
"Dicky is not coming back here to-
! Hieil. Iit = SoiliB ~ dihc Ndlc VI HAS
| wife,
| Her husband shrugged his shoulders.
| but did not reply. There is one thing
certain about the Underwoods. Lillian
strikes the dominant note in the
family. Her husband busters and
sneers. but I notice that she decides
! all questions of any Importance, and
there appears to be no appeal from
her decision.
| rhe auto horn sounded again. Dicky
hurried me to the door. Lillian
snatched a lace shawl from a chair
where she had thrown it, and
wrapped it around her bare shoulders.
Come on Harry she said as
genialy as if she had not just called
him, as Dicky would say. Wen see
that they get in the machine all
| right"
"Cure That Headache"
He sulkily followed us down.
Lillian patted my shoulder again as
/ got into the taxi.
II do so hope you won't have much
| trouble with that head" she said
anxiously. II won't phone you, be-
cause you might just be dropping to
sleep when the call came. But do
call me up as soon as you feel better.
and do you call me up. young man"
she turned TO DiclSy-"if she should
feel really i'll, and you should need
me-"
"Tbanks awfully, Lil." Dicky an
swered gratefully. "Ill just do that. "
Dear Mrs. Underwood" | said
leaning out of the taxi, II must tell
you now"
you must tell me nothing" she
said, pushing me back gently. Don't
worry about the usual thanks. Just
get home and TO bed and cure that
headache"
She took her hand from the door
and turned to the chauffeur.
Drive carefully" she said. Forty
six East Twenty street is the
number. This lady has a bad head
ache and must not be jolted'"
Every well, ma am. =
Good by" called Lillian as we
drove away. Her voice was as loud
and careless as ever, but II no longer
grated upon me. For the emoment I
1Ur2Ot All lllc OllJti SCiitihlNh'S iithN
entertained toward her and re-
membered only her genuine kindness
toward me.
How kind she is | murmured as
the taxi started.
shes the bulliest little scout that
ever breathed," Dicky rejoined en-
Enthusiastically. Indeed, felt there
was trif1e too much enthusiasm in
his voice.
But 1t did not trouble me, for the
next minute he slipped his arm
around me and pillowed me comfort
ably against him.
rs the headache very bad, sweet
heart ?" he asked tenderly.
"Yes, but this helps it lot" I
answered, smuggling against him
happily.
/ knew I had trying interview in
front of me, but at least | would
snatch a few minutes of happiness
first.
ITO be continued,)