"Have you done as I requested, and helped them to learn
the business?"

"I have not!"

"May I inquire why not?"

"My telegrams should be sufficient answer to that question.
Both of them are hopeless. I want nothing to do with either
of them. They have thoroughly disorganized this car, and
each of them has assaulted me. Had I followed the promptings
of my own inclinations I should have smashed their heads
before this. But I considered their youth."

Mr. Sparling leaned back and laughed.

"I am glad you did not try it."

"Why?" demanded the manager suddenly.

"Because you would have got the thrashing of your life.
Mr. Snowden, I am fully informed as to what has been
going on in this car."

"So, that's it; those cubs have been spying on me and reporting
to you, eh? I might have known it."

"You are mistaken," answered the owner calmly. "While they had
sufficient provocation to do so, not a murmur has come from
either of them. They have taken their medicine like men. I make