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 anybody down there. I know fellows making a thousand dollars a day sometimes with only an hour’s work. Some of them aren’t bright, either. You've got to know the ropes, that’s all. I tried it out-on my own last month, and-"

For the rest of the ride, which took them to 157th Street and back, Dorothy learned about corporate securities.

“____and I feel sorry for the fellows who keep on working for somebody else all their lives,” Arnold concluded, as he brought his car up at 137 West 88th Street. “Some of them make good money, but I can make more working where I please, and take a good long vacation or a little run over to Europe—well, here you are.”

Dorothy thanked him for the lovely ride.

“Take you out again tomorrow, if you like,” he offered.

“I’m afraid I’ll have to work on my program all the time until my recital,” she said. “But——”

She considered.

“Let me take you wherever you want to go in the morning,” he suggested.

“I have to go to the Underwood office at ten.”

“The typewriter people?”

“The concert bureau.”

“I'll be here at nine forty-five. All right?”

“It’'ll be lovely of you. But won’t it be too much trouble?”

“No trouble at all. Nine forty-five tomorrow.”

A good friend, thought Dorothy, as the car swung about and headed for Broadway. And he had more of that “something” than she had suspected.

Dorothy selected one of her most charming dresses for her visit to the managers. Arnold gazed on her approvingly.