South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1918-11-11
WHAT HAPPENED WHEN DICKY
LEFT MADGE.

AHNfIu ID uhu UDIQtItuS the LlIuUllNs
stream near the Cosgrove farmhouse
in the Catskin mountains. I gave
little Involuntary scream. which 1
smothered almost as l uttered it.
What was that" Dicky turned
quickly. startled not only by my ex-
clamation. but by the crashing OF the
underbrush as the man fed madly
up the bank OF the stream 10 the
level ground at the top.
IT don't know" ] returned family.
II heard some twigs breaking as if
some one had stumbled. then a face.
brown bearded face. looked out at
me. Then saw a man running
wildly up the hill"
STRANGE" Dicky frowned as II
puzzled Don't know why anybody
should be frightened at seeing two
harmless fisher people Unless
ne turned 10 me with a quizzical air
in which, however. there was a hint
Of sness-"unless he is another
OF the gang headed by your charm
ing acquaintance. Mrs. Allis."
NO. I don't think he is one Of
them" I returned. "He didn't look
like n thief"
Dicky smiled in a superior way
that irritated me.
cot course. you could tell the
character OF person from one
| hasty glimpse" he said. "But ]
don't care who he IS, so long as he
didn't hear us talking. If ne were
/ one Of that gang and found out that
we had discovered their plan to
steal those Savarin paintings at the
Cossroves. we'd lose the chance to
round them up And I for one would
pay a good deal rather than miss
the sight OF Mrs. Allis when she
finds her sweet little plan has fallen
through. Do you think he had been
/ following us?"
'I1I Be Right Back"
NO. I do not" ] returned. sup
pressing a sulky inclination to tell
Dicky 70 Judge for himself His
sneers at my remark concerning the
looks of the man we had seen still
ranked. From the way he
stumbled 7 think he had come down
the bank without knowing we were
here. and that he was more fright
ened even than I when ne caught
sight Of us"
"Probably that's it." Dicky said in
a relieved tone, and turned TO his
/ own rod and reel, which he had
waited TO adjust until he had placed
mine all ready for use in my hands
IL l., 4 4 L.
10 wait courteously for my attempts
at casting before going about his
own sport. but the sight OF a big
| trout which leaped out OF the water
a few yards away put everything
out of his mind except his passion
/ for fishing
you never have cast for trout
| before. have you. Madge?'' he asked.
and there was an uneasiness in his
manner which 1 understood a mo-
ment later.
Never"
/ Then" his deliberately nochaiant
air made me smile TO myself
think you would better watch me a
/ bit before you try t. Just sit on
this rock here and don't make a
! noise. I think there is a big one
/ here I'd like To try for"
From that moment Dicky prompt
ly forgot all about the necessity of
any courtesy to me. knew from
things he had told me, and from
/ bantering remarks directed toward
him by the Underwoods. that he was
most enthusiastic angler. so I was
not as much surprised and hurt as
I might have been 10 see him. after
casting a number Of times without
results. start up the stream, throw
ing over his shoulder a hasty:
Think I'll walk up the bank a
bit and whip the stream down. I'll
be right back"
Left alone. smiled grimly 10 my
self at this new exhibition Of Dicky's
7 selfishness. He knew that I had
never cast for trout, that I was wild
to try IL. and here at my first OPP
pOrtunity he had left me sitting on
a log while he wandered up the
stream.
In the first months Of my mar
riage with Dicky. I would have hotly
] ANSNiANNN las uiSNNAlAN anu ldAtt
shed Inundated tears over my out
burst i'm the privacy Of my own room.
But the many tragic experiences 1
had shared with Dicky. and Lilliah
Underwood's sane, kindly example
and advice had given me poise to
meet these annoying incidents with
humorous tolerance.
Therefore ] resisted my first angry
impulse to rush after Dicky. huri
my rod and reel at him and then
run back 10 the Cosgrove farmhouse
As hard as I could. Instead. I sat
still on the rock and watched the
morning autumn sunlight dappling
the gorgeOusly colOred leaves and
dancing on the hurrying wavelets Of
the rushing stream until. uncon-
sciously I was soothed and Gained
The Gentle. Kindly Voice.
AIy resentment against Dicky slip
ped away. In fact / forgot all
about him in speculation concerning
the errand OF the boy, Fred one Of
Mrs. Cosgrove's twin sons. whom We
had seen hurrying home through the
woods with a large bundle. which.
when Mrs. Allis impudently snatch
ed at it. fell TO the ground and *