South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1918-03-10


my shoulder kindly.
Lucky girl" she said enviously.
mot to need any of these first aids
TO the injured Come on. let's see
what the boys are doing"
The boys" looked exceedingly
comfortable. smoking vigorously and
discussing the merits of two boxers
Mr.. Underwood bad recently seen.
AS we entered the room both men,
OF course, sprang 70 their feet. and
1 had moments opportunity TO
contrast their appearance. Dicl1y is
slender. 1.-the with merry brown
eyes and thick brown hair, with
touch OF auburn in it. and just
enough suspicion OF a curl TO Civ :
him several minutes hard brushing
each day trying to keep il down
Harry Underwood, taller even than
Dicky, who is above the medium in
height, is massive in frame. well
knit, muscular. with black hair
tinged with gray, and the blacklist,
most piercing eyes ] have ever seen.
1 was proud of Dicky as / stood
looking at them. while Lillian ex-
changed some merry nonsense with
Dicky. but l also had to acknowl-
edge that Harry Underwood was a
splendid specimen of manhood
AS if he had read my thoughts,
his eyes caught mine and held them
To all appearance he was listening
TO the banter of Dicky and his wife,
but there was an inscrutable look in
his eyes, an enigmatical smile upon
his lips. as he looked at me that
vaguely troubled me- His glance.
his smile, seemed significant some
how, as If weiwere old friends who
held some humorous experience in
common remembrance. And L had
never seen him but once before in
my life. / shrugged my shoulders.
ever SO slightly. 1t is a habit of
mine when l am displeased, or wish
10 throw off some unpleasant sensa-
ton of memory. / was almost un-
conscious of having used the ges-
ture But Harry Underwood cross
ed the room as if it had been a sig
nal and stood looking down quiz
zically at me.
Little lady" he began. you
shouldn't hold a grudge so we'll. II
dosen't harmonic with your eyes
and your mouth. They were meant
for kindness, not severity. If there is
any way that / can show you / am
humb led TO the dust for coming here
with Dicky the other night Just
name it. III do any penance you
say"
You must be mistaken. Mr. I'm
derwOod.' / strOve TO control nv
voice. Il have on grudge whatever
against you. so you see you are ali
solved in advance from my penance."
viii you shake hands on ito" He
put out his large. white. beautifully
formed hand and grasped mine be-
fore l had extended it,
] felt myself flushing hotly. OF
al the absolutely idiotic things in
the world, this standing hand in
hand with Harry Underwood, i'm a
formal pack of friendship or for
/ giveness or whatever he imagined
the hand-clasp signified, was the
most ridiculous. He was quick
enough to fathom my distaste, but
not generous enough to release me.
Instead. he clasped my hand tighter
and, bending slightly so that he
could look straight into my eyes he
said lazily smiling:
You are the most charming pre-
varicatOr 1 know. You come pretty
near to hating me, little lady. But
you won't dislike me long I'll make
a bet with myself on that"
LILLIAN GALES CONFIDENCE
Hold that pose just a minute.
Don't move. It's simply perfect"
Lillian Gales merry voice inter
rupted her husbands declaration to
me that / hated him. but that he
would make me like him And he
stood looking down at me. his hand
clasping mine so tightly that I could
not pull il away. his brilliant eyes
with The lazy, appraising look [ de-
tested, rowing over my face. l ST.
lently accepted his challenge I told
myself that I did hate him. and that
: 1 never, never would change my
feeling
Lllhan'S nonsense was a welcome
diversion. With clever mimicry she
J had struck the attitude Of a nervous
. photographer just ready to close the
shutter of his camera. Dicky stood
|, just behiud her, also smiling. but
r while Lillian's merriment evidently
, was genuine, 1 detected a distaste
2 for the proceedings behind Dicky's
. smile. which 1 knew was forced.
: Lillian slipped in an imaginary
plate. then springing TO one side stood
2 pretending TO clasp the bulb OF the
shutter in her hand. while she count
, ed: "One, two, three, four. five
[ Thank you,'
2 Now if YOU viii just change your
expressions" she ratified on. Harry
, why don't you take both her hands ?
. Then if Mrs. Graham Will smile a
: little we will have a sentimental
gem. or il she makes her expression
2 even a trihe more disappearing than
2 it is / can label il, finland me. vii
e liam
II never take dare" returned
p her husband. and snatched my other
e hand But 7 was really angry by
I this time. and / wrenched my hands
! away with an effort and threw VI
S my head a trife haughtily. although