“Oh, my God, my God!” Billy whispered in awe to himself, forgetting how cold he was as his mind took in the plan. Then he started away almost on a run. “We’ll do it! But first, we’ve got to get the press-room gang.”
“I’ve seen to that. I think we’ll find them waiting at the office.”
“You don’t say!” ejaculated Billy. “Miss West, to-morrow, when there’s more time, I’m going to apologize to you, and everybody, for——”
“If you get out this extra, you won’t need to apologize to anybody.”
“But to-night, if you’ll let me,” continued Billy, “I want you to let me say that you’re a wonder!”
Katherine let this praise go by unheeded, and as they hurried toward the Square she gave him details she had omitted in her outline. When they reached the Express office they found Old Hosie, who told them that the foreman and the mechanical staff were in the press-room. A shout from Billy down the stairway brought the foreman running up.
“Do you know what’s doing, Jake?” cried Billy.
“Yes. Mr. Hollingsworth told me.”
“Everything ready?”
“Sure, Billy. We’re waiting for your copy.”