, about giving the old
chap a good time to-night, and putting him up at one of the hotels."

Alex halted. "Give him a good time! Say, Jack, why shouldn't he give him
a good time at the Girls' Club entertainment to-night? And then why
shouldn't we--"

Jack uttered a shout, and struck Alex enthusiastically on the back. "Al,
you've hit it! You've hit it! Bully!

"Here! Give me those complimentary tickets Kate gave us, and I'll go
right after them, before they make any other arrangements. You wait."

Jack was running across the street in a moment, and drawing up alongside
the two men, he addressed them both. "Excuse me, Mr. Potter, Mr.
Burke--but wouldn't you like to take in our Girls' Club entertainment
to-night? It's going to be really quite good--good music, and fun, and a
bit of tea social in between.

"I'm sure you would enjoy it," he declared, addressing himself to the
older man. "One of the features of the program is a chap who claims he
can read people's thoughts. Of course nobody thinks he can, but he will
make lots of fun."

The old man smiled, and looked at his companion.

"It is up to you, Mr. Potter," responded Burke genially. "If you think you
would enjoy it, why, I would. Your taste is good enough recommendation for
me."

"Then let us go," said the old gentleman, putting his hand into his
pocket.

"No; this is my treat," interposed Burke, grasping the tickets. "Here you
are, lad, and keep the change."

"Thank you, sir," said Jack. And with difficulty restraining a shout, he
dashed back toward Alex, waving his hat above his head as a token of
victory.

The scene of the Girls' Club entertainment, the church school-room, was
filled to the doors when the program began that evening.

"I'm beginning to be anxious about Mr. Burke and the old man, though,"
observed Jack, who with Alex had been standing near the entrance, and
remarking on the good attendance. A moment after the door again opened,
and Jack started forward with an expression of relief. They had come.

"Good evening, Mr. Potter, Mr. Burke," he said. "Shall I find you a
seat?"

"Yes, and a good one, now," requested the real estate man.

"I saved two, well to the front," responded Jack. "This way, please."

"Now, Alex," he said, returning, "it's up to us."

The "mind-reading" number on the program was at length reached. The
chairman arose.

"I am very sorry to say, ladies and gentlemen," he announced, "that Prof.
Robison, who is nex