Accordingly Kennedy and I hastened up to the laboratory to wait
until O'Connor could "deliver the goods."

It was not long before one of O'Connor's men came in with
Whitecap.

"While we're waiting," said Craig, "I wish you would just try this
little cut-out puzzle."

I don't know what Whitecap thought, but I know I looked at Craig's
invitation to "play blocks" as a joke scarcely higher in order
than the number repetition of Snowbird. Whitecap did it, however,
sullenly, and under compulsion, in, I should say about two
minutes.

"I have Armstrong here myself," called out the voice of our old
friend O'Connor, as he burst into the room.

"Good!" exclaimed Kennedy. "I shall be ready for him in just a
second. Have Whitecap held here in the anteroom while you bring
Armstrong into the laboratory. By the way, Walter, that was
another of the Binet tests, putting a man at solving puzzles. It
involves reflective judgment, one of the factors in executive
ability. If Whitecap had been defective, it would have taken him
five minutes to do that puzzle, if at all. So you see he is not in
the class with Miss Sawtelle. The test shows him to be shrewd. He
doesn't even touch his own dope. Now for Armstrong."

I knew enough of the underworld to set Whitecap down, however, as
a "lobbygow"--an agent for some one higher up, recruiting both the