feeling among the neighbors, who clubbed together and bought the
option to prevent a building of this character from being erected.
I'm so glad you didn't know about it!"

Her enthusiasm was contagious. Johnny himself was glad. It seemed
like a terrific waste of time to have to wait a month before he
could tell her what he thought of her; but he had to have that
million!

"You're a careful score keeper," he complimented her. "I'll go right
after that property. Does the item say who controls it now?"

"I have the paper before me. I'll read you the names," she returned
with businesslike preparedness: "Mr. James Jameson-Guff, Mr. G. W.
Mason, Mr. Martin Sheats, Mr. Edward Kettle."

"All the neighbors," he commented. "They don't like honest working-
girls, I guess. That's a fine crowd of information you've handed me.
I ought to give you a partnership in that million."

"You just run along or you'll be too late!" she urged him. "I'll
take my commission in the five-thousand-dollar hours you donate to
the Babies' Fund Fair. By the way, from whom do you suppose that
option was purchased?"

"Gresham?" inquired Johnny promptly and with such a thrill of
startled intensity in his tone that Constance could not repress a
giggle.

"No, James Collaton," she informed him. "That's all the news. Hurry,