best,
Maggie?"

Maggie shrugged her shoulders with indifference. It suited her present
mood to maintain her attitude of being equal to any enterprise.

"Which do you like best, Barney?" Old Jimmie asked.

"The second is safer. But then it's slower; and there would be lawyers'
fees which would eat into our profits; and then because of the publicity
we might have to wait some time before it would be safe to use Maggie
again. The first plan isn't so complicated, it's quick, and at once
we've got Maggie free to use in other operations. The first looks the
best bet to me--but, as I said, we don't have to decide yet. We can let
developments help make the actual decision for us."

Barney did not add that a further reason for his objecting to the second
plan was that he didn't want Maggie actually tied in marriage to any
man. That was a relationship his hopes were reserving for himself.

Barney's inborn desire for acknowledged chieftainship again craved
assertion and pressed him on to say:

"You see, Maggie, how much depends on you. You've got a whale of a
chance for a beginner. I hope you take a big brace over to-night and
play up to the possibilities of your part."

"You take care of your end, and I'll take care of mine!" was her sharp
retort.

Barney was flustered for a moment by his second failure to dominate
Maggie. "Oh, well, we'll not row," he tried to say easily. "We
understand each other, and we're each trying to help the other fellow's
game--that's the main point."

The two men left, Jimmie without kissing his daughter good-night. This
caused Maggie no surprise. A kiss, not the lack of it, would have been
the thing that would have excited wonder in Maggie.

Barney went away well satisfied on the whole with the manner in which
the affair was progressing, and with his management of it and of Maggie.
Maggie was obstinate, to be sure; but he'd soon work that out of her. He
was now fully convinced of the soundness of his explanation of Maggie's
poor performance of that night: she had just had an off day.

As for Maggie, after they had gone she sat up long, thinking--and
her thoughts reverted irresistibly to Larry. His visit had been most
distracting. But she was not going to let it affect her purpose. If
anything, she was more determined than ever to be what she had told him
she was going to be, to prove to him that he could not influence her.

She tried to keep her mind off Larry, but she could not. He was