of that kind, there would be no trouble; but
he is one of your model boys."

"Like me," suggested John.

"I never took you for a model boy. Still, you are my nephew, and I must
do the best I can for you."

"What is the plan you have thought of?"

"I haven't fully decided; but come in to-morrow, and I may think of
something by that time."

"I wish I was here now. It will be good fun, now that old Flint is
gone."

"Be careful not to say 'old Flint' before Andrew. He might repeat it to
the boss when he returns."

"If he should I would punch his head," said John, promptly.

"I don't think I would advise you to do that," said Simon Rich,
shrewdly.

"Why not? I could lick him with one hand."

"If you ever get into a fight with him you will need two. He is strong
and muscular."

"You seem to be taking his part, Uncle Simon."

"Not at all, but I won't shut my eyes to facts. Andrew is much stronger
than you are."

John did not look well pleased, but his uncle added:

"In this case, however, it is not a matter of strength. We must use
cunning."

"All right, uncle. You know best, of course."

"Of course I know best. All you have to do is to be guided by me. We
must get rid of him in such a way that Mr. Flint will approve of my
action."

"It will be a great day for me when I take his place."

"Exactly. Be patient, and it will come about. Meanwhile I want you to
treat him as a friend."

"Why?"

"So that he won't suspect that there is any conspiracy against him."

"I see. You are a smart one, Uncle Simon."

"I flatter myself that I know what I am about," returned Rich,
complacently.

Andy was considerably surprised at the kindness with which he was
treated, during the next few days, by the head salesman. He had expected
something very different. He began to think he had misjudged Mr. Rich.

He was still more surprised when the next day at his lunch hour he was
invited to the Dairy Kitchen by John Crandall. He did not care to
accept, but John insisted upon it, and he thought it would be rude to
refuse.

John chatted very pleasantly during the meal, and Andy was both
surprised and pleased.

"Have you got a new place?" he asked.

"No, but uncle thinks he can get me one before long."

"I hope it will be a good one."

"Oh, I think it will," said John, showing his teeth and smiling
significantly.

So passed several days, and Andy began to think that Mr. Rich had become
his friend. But at length t