gh school girls Arline goes with. Ward's sister Mazie
is another; and that might account for her being at his house so much.
Now, suppose you let me tell Dorothy. She'll keep it a dead secret, and
in some way manage to get a confession. Say you will, Paul!"

"Have it your own way, old fellow. I'm just about ready to wash my hands
of the whole business. Besides, I've really too many irons in the fire to
be bothering over the silly notions of girls."

It was bravely put, but did not deceive Jack even a little bit; for he
happened to know just how very fond his friend was of the particular girl
in question.

"All right, then. Consider that settled, and I won't say any more about
it until I can report progress," remarked the latter.

"Let's talk of other things than my poor affairs. You insisted on
knowing; and wouldn't take no for an answer. Hello! there's Carlo asking
to come in again. Shall I let him past the door, Jack?"

"Why, of course. This is his den as well as mine. I keep sugar on tap, so
as to put him through some of his paces. Here Carlo, how's your sweet
tooth coming on?" and Jack snapped his fingers in a peculiar way.

Immediately the educated dog squatted on his hind quarters, sat upright
with his forepaws drooping appealingly, and waited, cocking his eyes in
a humorous way at his young master, who had opened a drawer in his desk.

"Just one piece left. Somebody else likes sugar as well as Carlo, I
guess. Well, here you are, now. On trust, boy, on trust!"

So saying he laid the piece of sugar upon the nose of the dog, balancing
it so there could be no falling off.

Carlo, knowing what was expected of him, sat there like a drum major,
quivering with eagerness, yet not daring to move as long as he failed to
hear the command.

"Say, isn't he a sport, all right, Paul? Don't he sit up like a soldier?
Look at his eyes fixed on me. Did you ever see such agony?"

Paul was laughing now.

"He's speaking with his eyes, and begging you not to stretch it out too
far, Jack. Have a little mercy on the poor beggar. Look at his tongue
coming out and reaching up. I think he just wants to taste that sugar.
Give it to him now!"

"Well, Carlo knows that he can't expect to have anything on trust; but
it's a different thing when it's paid for!"

With the last two words, spoken in a natural tone, Carlo became
galvanized into sudden action. He had received the cue for which he was
waiting so patiently. Immediately he