egard to the Consolidated matter. He addressed
himself to Farr.

"I have been touched on a point where I am very sensitive," he informed
the young man. "I do not condone the policies of the Consolidated in
regard to their control of franchises. Their system of operation has
introduced a bad element into our finance and politics. I would be sorry
to be misunderstood by the people of this state."

"I hope you will not be misunderstood, sir," averred Farr, with
humility.

"In order to show you my stand in the matter and so that you may correct
any misunderstanding among your friends in these quarters," proceeded
Mr. Converse, stiffly, "I will inform you that I am taking the case of
the citizens' syndicate of Danburg on appeal up to our highest court.
We hope to prove criminal conspiracy. We hope to show up some of the
corruption in the state. That is why I have gone into the case."

"I thank you for informing me. I have been trying to fight the
Consolidated in my own humble way."

The eminent lawyer came closer and was promptly interested.

"I am in search of information of all kinds, sir. Kindly explain."

Eliminating himself as much as possible, Farr described the operations
of the Co-operative Spring Water Association. But he could not eliminate
the man on the box-seat of the jigger-wagon. When Farr had finished his
brief explanation that loyal admirer gave in some enthusiastic testimony
in regard to the man who had devised the plan and had sacrificed his
time in efforts to extend the system. He kept on until Farr checked him.

"I will say, Mr. Converse, before you leave, that I'd like to have you
carry away a right opinion of me. I was not trying to drag you to a mere
political gathering. There are some poor men assembled just now in this
quarter who need a sympathetic listener and a little good advice. They
are also trying to get justice from the Consolidated and all the general
oppression it represents."

"Where are those men?" asked Converse, after a pause during which he
wrinkled his brows and tapped his cane.

Farr pointed down the street. Not far away a low-hung transparency
heralded "The Square Deal Club."

Mr. Converse gazed in that direction and hesitated a few moments longer.

"You assure me that it's not a mere political rally?"

"I do, sir!"

Then the son of General Converse gallantly extended his arm.

"I'll be glad to be escorted by you, Mr. Farr," he said. "Now that
I understand this th