oncealed amazement; once he walked entirely around him,
exclaiming softly to himself. Then he remembered.

"Here, get into these," he ordered abruptly, and thrust the things
into Denny's waiting hands.

While Denny was obeying he continued to circle and to admire
critically.

"Man--man!" he murmured. "But you're sure put together right!" He was
silent for a moment while he punched back and shoulders with a
searching thumb. "Silk and steel," he went on to himself. "And not a
lump--not a single knot! Oh, if you only knew how to use it; if you
only knew the moves, wouldn't we give Flash the heart-break of his
life! Now wouldn't we?"

Denny finished lacing his flat shoes and stood erect, and even Ogden's
chattering tongue was silent. It was very easy now to see why that big
body had seemed shoulder-heavy. From the shoulder points the lines ran
unbroken, almost wedgelike, to his ankles. He was flat and slim in the
waist as any stripling might have been. All hint of bulkiness was
gone. He seemed almost slender, until one started to analyze each
dimension singly, such as the breadth of his back, or the depth of his
chest. Then one realized that it was only the slimness of fine-drawn
ankles, the swelling smoothness of hidden sinews which created that
impression. And Ogden's quick eye caught that instantly.

"I'd have said one-ninety," he stated judicially. "At least as much as
that, or a shade better, before you undressed. Now I'd put it
under--what do you weigh, anyhow?"

He slid the weight over the bar after Young Denny had stepped upon the
white scales.

"One sixty-five--sixty-eight--seventy, and a trifle over," he
finished. "Man, but you're built for speed! You ought to be lightning
fast."

At that instant the boy called Legs opened the door and thrust in his
head.

"The chief says if you're coming at all," he droned apathetically,
"you might just as well come now."

Ogden threw a long bathrobe over his charge's shoulders as the latter
started forward. He wanted to note the effect which the sudden display
of that pair of shoulders and set of back muscles would have upon
Flash Hogarty's temper. As they crossed the long room Denny's grave
lack of concern was made to seem almost stolid in contrast with the
heliotrope silk-shirted boy's excessive nervousness.

"Now remember what I told you," he whispered hoarsely. "Keep away from
him--keep away and let him do the rushing--for he's got a punch that's
sudden death