"He knew."
Frankie was off the table, his arms around Milt. "I'm—I'm so ashamed."
Milt grinned. "No, you're not. You're happier than you ever were in your life. You're a real champion. Great feeling, isn't it? Now you know how they felt—in the old days."
Frankie was crying. "You are damn right! Thanks."
Milt looked years younger. "Don't mention it—champ."
THE END
Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Amazing Stories September 1956. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed. Minor spelling and typographical errors have been corrected without note. Informal spellings remain as printed.