"
"You're a newsboy?" asked Peter.
"I was all my life 'til a few days ago," said Mickey. "Then I went into
the office of Mr. Douglas Bruce. He's a corporation lawyer in the Iriquois
Building."
"Hum, I've been reading about him," said Peter. "If I ever have a case,
I'm going to take it to him."
"Well you'll have a man that will hang on and dig in and _sweat_ for you,"
said Mickey. "Just now he's after some of them big office-holders who are
bleeding the taxpayers of Multiopolis. Some of these days if you watch
your _Herald_ sharp, you're going to see the lid fly off of two or three
things at once. He's on a hot trail now."
"Why I have seen that in the papers," said Peter. "He was given the job of
finding who is robbing the city, by James Minturn; I remember his name.
And you work for him? Well, well! Sit down here and tell me about it."
"I can't now," said Mickey. "I must get back to the road. His car may pass
any minute, and I'm to be ready. Your pleasant lady said I might take a
few clover flowers to my little sick girl, and just as I came to the
finest ones in the field, I saw you so I thought maybe I'd better tell you
what I was doing before you fired me.
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