"I'm awful glad you told me," Mickey said. "I surely did have you sized up something scandalous. And yet I couldn't quite make out how, if my view was right, Mr. Bruce and Miss Leslie would think so much of you."
"They are friends I'm proud to have," said Mr. Minturn. "And I hope you'll consider being a friend to me, and to my boys also. If ever a times comes when I can do anything for you, let me know."
"Now right on that point, pause a moment," said Mickey. "You are a friend to my boss?"
"I certainly am, and I'm under deep obligations to Miss Winton. If ever my home becomes once more what it was to start with, it will be her work. Could a man bear heavier obligation than that?"
"Well hardly," said Mickey. "Course there wouldn't likely ever be anything you could do for Miss Leslie that would square that deal; but I'm worried about my boss something awful."
"Why Mickey?" asked Mr. Minturn.
"That investigation you started him on."
"I did start him on that. What's the matter?"
"Well the returns are about all in," said Mickey, "and the man who draws the candy suit is about ready to put it on. See?"
"Good! Exactly what he should do."