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Rh ment: "Morris isn't the one, though, to ask Mr. Brent," he announced.

"Who is?"

"Louise."

"I don't know her except to speak to, and I wouldn't like to ask her. You could, though, couldn't you?"

"Mm, maybe. I've got a better scheme than that, though, Perry. You listen. You know, Dick and Louise are great friends, and if we went to Dick and told him about Mr. Addicks and asked him to ask her to ask her father"

"Yes, but I don't think we ought to tell anyone, even Dick Lovering, about Mr. Addicks."

"We don't need to tell him that part of it. We'll just say that he's a—a tip-top fellow, which he is, and that he's just come here and needs work like anything; that he has to live in one room and maybe doesn't have enough to eat, and how he worked his way through college running a livery stable, and lost his money in oil or something, and all that. Dick's just the fellow to help anyone like that. He—he just loves to help folks!"

"Well, if we could do it that way, without letting out about Mr. Addicks being a train-robber, it would be fine," replied Perry heartily. "Shall we, Fudge?"