New Britain herald., 1921-12-28

me please, and I'll eat 1t the last | thing 1T 1 have time, One thing is ir my favor I'm q quick packer, and fl | ] do have to leave anything out you'I parcel post 1t 10 me, won't you l MadEc 9"
 Dicky's Promise. She had risen and was halfway tc the door as she spoke. Better still" l said sedately q have strong pasteboard suit-boN to which you are welcome, as well as cord handle and wrapping paper Tumble into the car everything you can't get packed, and you can pack the things into that box on the way down."
 "Hou're jewel :" she called back from the hall. But I don't think I'll need it, Thank you just as much. though"
 You can bet the last cent you've got she won't need it." NDicky spoke the words to me out ofAthc side of his mouth in a tone w1iich only l could hear, It is a trick which annoys me intensely, for I am never sure that he Is as inaudible as he natters him - self he is, but I never have been able to break him of 1t.
 "Ill wager you five all-day suckers against three ginger-snaps that she's aready placked, even to her tooth brush" he continued. Want to take me up?"
 l gave him vicious little kick under the table, kept my face straight with mighty effort. and began dis cussing the best route to the ferry with the man who had given Bess Dean the information concerning the train from Rhineback. When I had finished, I turned deprecatingly to Mrs. Cosgrove.
 About Junior" I began.
 'I'll take Junior and Marion with me to see the man about the prop erty," Dicky declared, and l under stood his information. There was no property, no man. The children would have glorious afternoon, for no one can be more royalty entertaining than Dicky when he sets himself seriously to the task.
 "Better Not Co.,"
 What about the gas and oiI?"
 "Tll run up and get them while you're prinking. How about it, Mrs. Cosgrove? May l eat my dessert when I come back?"
 Any time you say" Mrs. Cosgrove smiled at him, for Dicky is a fav- orite of hers. "Madge--Lillian-ho about you? Shall I save yours, too"
 No ma'am." I laughed. "All Il have to do is to brink, as Dicky puts it, and I'll forego that pleasure for one of your desserts any day. My motor coat and my disgraceful old hat will cover a multitude of sartorial and tonsorial sins. You're with me, aren't you Lillian?"
 She had given me a brief nod of assent when l had asked her to ac- company me to Kingston, but she had | not spoken since she sat down to the l table, in part because Dicky's nom i 'onse and Bess Deans chatter had ! given her no chance but also in part, | knew, because Of Robert Sa yarin At my question, however, the smiled brightly and spoke quickly. |
 "Of course. I'm ready any time the | chariot starts, but no dessert, please have a headache which l think the lrive will help, and I'll probably come nome ravenous."
 The pantry and the. icebox are al ways at your service" laughed Mrs. Hosgrove.
 I cast quick. furtive glance at Robert Savarin. l knew that head lche," as uttered by Lillian. was to be interpreted "heartache." I wondered f the artist caught the significance, md decided that he had when for the 1rst time he turned toward Lillian and spoke in a voice evidently intended or her alone. But my ears are keen, md in this case unconsciously strained 70 listen, and I heard him distinctly
 Better not go. It will be too much for you"
 There was less of entreaty than of in both tone and words. What would be the effect of his com nand upon Lillian?