God bless you, Dick!" Their hands met once again.
"You know, jack, that I love you best of all men." "You are sure there is no woman ?" Warrington laughed easily.

"Ah, if there was a woman! I expect to be lonely some day." Bennington put on his hat and gloves, and Warrington followed him into the hall.

Once the prospective bridegroom paused, as if he had left something unsaid; but he seemed to think the better of silence, and went on.
"Tuesday morning, then ?" "Tuesday morning.

Good night." "Good night, and luck attend you." The door closed, and Warrington went slowly back to his desk, his mind filled with pleasant recollections of youth.

He re-read the letter, studied it thoroughly, in hopes that there might be an anagram.