that will make Bill Reviere's act look like a practice
stunt."

"Well, God help poor sailors on a night like this, and midgets too.
But at that, I think you are in the right groove. Things will loosen
up; they've got to. Have your title examined carefully. See that your
grantor is responsible."

"I'm buying it from a bank receiver. It's a part of the frozen
assets," interrupted Davy. "The bank is to reopen when this is
settled."

"Now let me get this right. You want a Denver draft, sent to you, care
of the First National Bank in Cheyenne, Wyoming, for five thousand
dollars." The words were slowly said as if a memorandum was being
made. "All right. The item will go out this evening. Good luck and a
prosperous investment."

"Hold on, Ralph, just a minute. I'm in that bank that's to reopen. The
phone here has an extension. The fellow with whom I am dealing is on
that extension. No one out here knows me--I need an introduction. Will
you briefly tell 'em who I am?"

"Well, that's bad," came a laughing reply. "It might ruin everything.
But here goes. Mister Receiver, David Lannarck, with whom I am
talking, is a midget--nearly forty inches tall and about thirty years
of age. He was born here, inherited a comfortable estate that we
manage--collect his rents, pay his taxes and repair bills. We also pay
his generous church contributions and charity donations. He has never
drawn a cent from the accumulations. For the last decade I have seen
little of him. He travels extensively--in vaudeville, with circuses.
He comes back about once a year to deposit his earnings. These we keep
separately because that's the way he wants it. He writes no checks.
Simply tells us what to do, and we do it. Only once before this has he
called on us. That was a train wreck and an injury that interrupted
his routine. He phoned for us to pay bills and we paid 'em, as we are
paying this one.

"He's affable, charitable to those he likes, talks the jargon of the
circus people, and is, with all, a truthful, likeable chap. Is there
anything else, Mister Receiver?"

"Thank you, Ralph, and good-by," said Davy as he hung up.

Hastily Aaron Logan prepared a memo stating the terms of the sale.
Adine Lough made a copy. Both were signed by both interested parties,
then Davy paid Finch fifty dollars on his contract and the meeting
adjourned. Davy and Adine went to Jode's restaurant for a bite to eat.
Landy went in search of Ike Steele to post a deposit for