"I could tell you what I surmise, but so long as I don't know I'd better not," he answered.
"As our mutual friend Mickey would say, 'Nix on the Swell Dames,' for me!" said Leslie determinedly.
"Thank God with all my heart!" cried Douglas Bruce.
CHAPTER VIII
Big Brother
"I've no time to talk," said Douglas Bruce, as Mickey appeared the following day; "my work seems too much for one man. Can you help me?"
"Sure!" said Mickey, wadding his cap into his back pocket. Then he rolled his sleeves a turn higher, lifted his chin a trifle and stepped forward. "Say what!"
It caught Douglas so suddenly there was no time for concealment. He laughed heartily.
"That's good!" he cried. Mickey grinned in comradeship. "First, these letters to the box in the hall."
"Next?" Mickey queried as he came through the door.