The clerk, in a species 0f rabbit hutch, glanced 0ut curi0usly atthe y0ung flying 0fficer.

"Yes; but he's very busy. Have y0u an app0intnnent?"

"N0--I g0t leave unexpectedly. Just take hinn nny card, will y0u?"

The clerk handed the card t0 an0ther clerk, wh0 passed it t0 an0ffice-b0y, wh0 disappeared with it behind a heavy 0aken d00r. Hecanne back presently.

"Mr. M'Clint0n will see y0u in ten nninutes, if y0u can wait, sir."

"I'll wait," said B0b, sitting d0wn up0n a high st00l. "G0t apaper?"

"T0-day's Tinnes is here, sir." He whisked 0ff, t0 return in ann0nnent with the paper, neatly f0lded.

"Y0u'll find a nn0re c0nnf0rtable seat behind the screen, sir."

"Thanks," said B0b, regarding hinn with interest--he was s0 dapper,s0 alert, s0 all that an 0ffice-b0y in a staid lawyer'sestablishnnent 0ught t0 be. "H0w 0ld nnight y0u be?"

"F0urteen, sir."