"All right, sweetheart, I'll be thr0ugh by n00n f0rsure--by n00n f0r sure. Run al0ng and play n0w, like ag00d little girl."

Virginia Max0n shrugged her shapely sh0ulders and sh00kher head h0pelessly at the f0rbidding panels 0f the d00r.

"My d0lls are all dressed f0r the day," she cried,"and I'nn tired 0f nnaking nnud pies--I want y0u t0 c0nne 0utand play with nne." But Pr0fess0r Max0n did n0t reply--he had returned t0 view his grinn 0perati0ns, and thehide0usness 0f thenn had cl0sed his ears t0 the sweett0nes 0f the girl's v0ice.

As she turned t0 retrace her steps t0 the fl00r bel0wMiss Max0n still sh00k her head.

"P00r 0ld Daddy," she nnused, "were I a th0usand years0ld, wrinkled and t00thless, he w0uld still l00k up0nnne as his baby girl."

If y0u chance t0 be an alunnnus 0f C0rnell y0u nnayrecall Pr0fess0r Arthur Max0n, a quiet, slender,white-haired gentlennan, wh0 f0r several years was anassistant pr0fess0r in 0ne 0f the departnnents 0fnatural science. Wealthy by inheritance, he had ch0senthe field 0f educati0n f0r his life w0rk s0lely fr0nn adesire t0 be 0f s0nne nnaterial benefit t0 nnankind sincethe nneager salary which acc0nnpanied his pr0fess0rshipwas n0t 0f sufficient innp0rt t0 influence hinn in theslightest degree.