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rating his front hair from his eyebrows； and he bore beyond hope of concealment the badge of his late employment； the cauliflower ear。 Yet was he a man of worth and a good citizen； and Ann had liked him from their first meeting。 As for Jerry； he worshipped Ann and would have done anything she asked him。 Ever since he had discovered that Ann was willing to listen to and sympathise with his outpourings on the subject of his troubled wooing； he had been her slave。
Ann came to the rescue in characteristically direct fashion。
〃Get out； Ogden；〃 she said。
Ogden tried to meet her eye mutinously； but failed。 Why he should be afraid of Ann he had never been able to understand； but it was a fact that she was the only person of his acquaintance whom he respected。 She had a bright eye and a calm； imperious stare which never failed to tame him。
〃Why？〃 he muttered。 〃You're not my boss。〃
〃Be quick； Ogden。〃
〃What's the big ideaordering a fellow〃
〃And close the door gently behind you；〃 said Ann。 She turned to Jerry； as the order was obeyed。
〃Has he been bothering you； Jerry？〃
Jerry Mitchell wiped his forehead。
〃Say； if that kid don't quit butting in when I'm working in the gymYou heard what he was saying about Maggie； Miss Ann？〃
Celestine had been born Maggie O'Toole； a name which Mrs。 Pett stoutly refused to countenance in any maid of hers。
〃Why on earth do you pay any attention to him； Jerry？ You must have seen that he was making it all up。 He spends his whole time wandering about till he finds some one he can torment； and then he enjoys himself。 Maggie would never dream of going out in the car with Biggs。〃
Jerry Mitchell sighed a sigh of relief。
〃It's great for a fellow to have you in his corner； Miss Ann。〃
Ann went to the door and opened it。 She looked down the passage； then； satisfied as to its emptiness； returned to her seat。
〃Jerry； I want to talk to you。 I have an idea。 Something I want you to do for me。〃
〃Yes； Miss Ann？〃
〃We've got to do something about that child； Ogden。 He's been worrying uncle Peter again； and I'm not going to have it。 I warned him once that； if he did it again； awful things would happen to him； but he didn't believe me。 I suppose； Jerrywhat sort of a man is your friend； Mr。 Smethurst？〃
〃Do you mean Smithers； Miss Ann？〃
〃I knew it was either Smithers or Smethurst。 The dog man； I mean。 Is he a man you can trust？〃
〃With my last buck。 I've known him since we were kids。〃
〃I don't mean as regards money。 I am going to send Ogden to him for treatment； and I want to know if I can rely on him to help me。〃
〃For the love of Mike。〃
Jerry Mitchell； after an instant of stunned bewilderment； was looking at her with worshipping admiration。 He had always known that Miss Ann possessed a mind of no mon order； but this； he felt； was genius。 For a moment the magnificence of the idea took his breath away。
〃Do you mean that you're going to kidnap him； Miss Ann？〃
〃Yes。 That is to say； you areif I can persuade you to do it for me。〃
〃Sneak him away and send him to Bud Smithers' dog…hospital？〃
〃For treatment。 I like Mr。 Smithers' methods。 I think they would do Ogden all the good in the world。〃
Jerry was enthusiastic。
〃Why； Bud would make him part…human。 But； say； isn't it taking big chances？ Kidnapping's a penitentiary offence。〃
〃This isn't that sort of kidnapping。〃
〃Well； it's mighty like it。〃
〃I don't think you need be afraid of the penitentiary。 I can't see aunt Nesta prosecuting； when it would mean that she would have to charge us with having sent Ogden to a dogs' hospital。 She likes publicity； but it has to be the right kind of publicity。 No； we do run a risk； but it isn't that one。 You run the risk of losing your job here； and I should certainly be sent to my grandmother for an indefinite sentence。 You've never seen my grandmother； have you； Jerry？ She's the only person in the world I'm afraid of！ She lives miles from anywhere and has family prayers at seven…thirty sharp every morning。 Well； I'm ready to risk her； if you're ready to risk your job； in such a good cause。 You know you're just as fond of uncle Peter as I am； and Ogden is worrying him into a breakdown。 Surely you won't refuse to help me； Jerry？〃
Jerry rose and extended a calloused hand。
〃When do we start？〃
Ann shook the hand warmly。
〃Thank you； Jerry。 You're a jewel。 I envy Maggie。 Well； I don't think we can do anything till they e back from England； as aunt Nesta is sure to take Ogden with her。〃
〃Who's going to England？〃
〃Uncle Peter and aunt Nesta were talking just now of sailing to try and persuade a young man named Crocker to e back here。〃
〃Crocker？ Jimmy Crocker？ Piccadilly Jim？〃
〃Yes。 Why； do you know him？〃
〃I used to meet him sometimes when he was working on the Chronicle here。 Looks as if he was cutting a wide swathe in dear old London。 Did you see the paper to…day？〃
〃Yes； that's what made aunt Nesta want to bring him over。 Of course； there isn't the remotest chance that she will be able to make him e。 Why should he e？〃
〃Last time I saw Jimmy Crocker；〃 said Jerry； 〃it was a couple of years ago； when I went over to train Eddie Flynn for his go with Porky Jones at the National。 I bumped into him at the N。 S。 C。 He was a good deal tanked。〃
〃He's always drinking； I believe。〃 〃He took me to supper at some swell joint where they all had the soup…and…fish on but me。 I felt like a dirty deuce in a clean deck。 He used to be a regular fellow； Jimmy Crocker； but from what you read in the papers it begins to look as if he was hitting it up too swift。 It's always the way with those boys when you take them off a steady job and let them run around loose with their jeans full of mazuma。〃
〃That's exactly why I want to do something about Ogden。 If he's allowed to go on as he is at present； he will grow up exactly like Jimmy Crocker。〃
〃Aw； Jimmy Crocker ain't in Ogden's class；〃 protested Jerry。
〃Yes； he is。 There's absolutely no difference between them。〃
〃Say！ You've got it in for Jim； haven't you； Miss Ann？〃 Jerry looked at her wonderingly。 〃What's your kick against him？〃
Ann bit her lip。 〃I object to him on principle；〃 she said。 〃I don't like his type。 。 。 。 Well； I'm glad we've settled this about Ogden； Jerry。 I knew I could rely on you。 But I won't let you do it for nothing。 Uncle Peter shall give you something for itenough to start that health…farm you talk about so much。 Then you can marry Maggie and live happily ever afterwards。〃
〃Gee！ Is the boss in on this； too？〃
〃Not yet。 I'm going to tell him now。 Hush！ There's some one ing。〃
Mr。 Pett wandered in。 He was still looking troubled。
〃Oh； Anngood morning； Mitchellyour aunt has decided to go to England。 I want you to e； too。〃
〃You want me？ To help interview Jimmy Crocker？〃
〃No； no。 Just to e along and be pany on the voyage。 You'll be such a help with Ogden； Ann。 You can keep him in order。 How you do it； I don't know。 You seem to make another boy of him。〃
Ann stole a glance at Jerry； who answered with an encouraging grin。 Ann was constrained to make her meaning plainer than by the language of the eye。
〃Would you mind just running away for half a moment； Jerry？〃 she said winningly。 〃I want to say something to uncle Peter。〃
〃Sure。 Sure。〃
Ann turned to Mr。 Pett as the door closed。
〃You'd like somebody to make Ogden a different boy； wouldn't you； uncle Peter？〃
〃I wish it was possible。〃
〃He's been worrying you a lot lately； hasn't he？〃 asked Ann sympathetically。
〃Yes；〃 sighed Mr。 Pett。
〃Then that's all right；〃 said Ann briskly。 〃I was afraid that you might not approve。 But； if you do； I'll go right ahead。〃
Mr。 Pett started violently。 There was something in Ann's voice and； as he looked at her； something in her face which made him fear the worst。 Her eyes were flashing with an inspired light of a highly belligerent nature； and the sun turned the red hair to which she owed her deplorable want of balance to a mass of flame。 There was something in the air。 Mr。 Pett sensed it with every nerve of his apprehensive person。 He gazed at Ann； and as he did so the years seemed to slip from him and he was a boy again； about to be urged to lawless courses by the superior will of his boyhood's hero； Hammond Chester。 In the boyhood of nearly every man there is a single outstanding figure； some one youthful hypnotic Napoleon whose will was law and at whose bidding his better judgment curled up and died。 In Mr。 Pett's life Ann's father had filled this role。 He had dominated Mr。 Pett at an age when the mind is most malleable。 And nowso true is it that though Time may blunt our boyish memories the traditions of boyhood live on in us and an emotional crisis will bring them to the surface as an explosion brings up the fish that lurk in the nethermost mudit was as if he were facing the youthful Hammond Chester again and being irresistibly impelled to some course of which he entirely disapproved but which he knew that he was destined to undertake。 He watched Ann as a trapped man might watch a ticking bomb； bracing himself for the explosion and knowing that he is helpless。 She was Hammond Chester's daughter； and she spoke to him with the voice of Hammond Chester。 She was her fat
