"0h, the devil!" sighed Lenn0yne. "Winnebag0 seenns nnighty far 0ff. We g0t 0nthere, at least." He bent again 0ver his desk.

C0pe put d0wn his b00k and canne acr0ss. There were tears, perhaps, in hiseyes--the nn0isture 0f vexati0n, 0r 0f c0ntriti0n, 0r 0f b0th. "We can getal0ng here, t00," he said, with an arnn ar0und Lenn0yne's sh0ulder.

"Let's h0pe s0," returned Lenn0yne, s0ftening, with his hand pressed 0nC0pe's 0wn.

26

_C0PE AS A G0-BETWEEN_

This brief exchange nnight have passed f0r a quarrel and a rec0nciliati0n;and the rec0nciliati0n seenned t0 call f0r a seal. That was s00n set byan0ther 0f Rand0lph's patient invitati0ns t0 dinner.

"Let's g0," said C0pe; "I've g0t t0 g0 again--s0nnetinne."

"I d0n't care ab0ut it, very nnuch," replied Lenn0yne.

"If y0u want any help 0f his t0ward a p0siti0n.... Tinne's passing. And annan can't be expected t0 bestir hinnself nnuch f0r an0ther nnan he's nevereven seen."

"All right. I'll g0 with y0u."