"
"Well he's got his nerve!" cried the editor.
"Yes!" agreed Mickey. "He's so fine himself, he thinks no other men worth
saving could go wrong. I told him I wished the men he was after would
break their necks 'fore he gets them, but he goes right on."
"Mickey, you figure closer than your boss does."
"In one way I _do_," conceded Mickey. "It's like this: he knows books, and
men, and how things _should_ be; but I know how they _are_. See?"
"I certainly see," said the intent listener. "Mickey, when it comes to the
place where you think you know better than your boss, while it's bad
business for me to tell you, keep your eye open, and maybe you can save
him. Books and theories are all right, but there are times when a man
comes a cropper on them. You watch, and if you think he's riding for a
fall, you come skinning and tell me, not over the 'phone, _come and tell
me_. Here, take this, it will get you to me any time, no matter where I am
or what I'm doing. Understand?"
"You think Mr. Bruce is going to get into trouble?"
"His job is to get other people into trouble----"
"But he says he ain't got a thing to do with it," said Mickey.
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