ea of what Chester Hunt is I should have trusted him
because of his handsome face. He is one of the best-looking villains I
ever saw."

"Oh, you know him too, then?"

"No, I have only seen him. I haven't been in Atlanta long enough to
know him yet, but I saw him drive up in his car and enter the garage at
the Waller house."

"You knew all about who lived there all the time you were asking,
then," smiled Miss Chisholm.

"Not all about it but a little and I wanted to get the outlook of Miss
Denton's boarders."

"Heavens above! I believe you are a detective," cried Miss Chisholm.
Josie chuckled delightedly.

"Exactly! A detective but a very humble one. My father was a great
detective, one of the best the United States has had. O'Gorman was his
name."

"Of course I have heard of him. And you are his daughter and not Sally
Blossom. No wonder you had to cut Judge Tuttle off short. Oh me, oh my,
but I'm having a good time!"

"So am I, but I've bitten off more than I can chew. When I am at home I
go talk things over with the chief of police or one of my partners and
I seem mighty far off just now with a big thing on hand and no one to
go to. I'm not cry-babying, but just want to gas along on the subject
for a while. I have a kind of idea you can help me a lot."

"Well, cut loose," commanded Miss Chisholm. "By the way, my name is
Alice--Alice Chisholm."

"All right, Alice Chisholm. Mine is Josie O'Gorman, but I'd better be
Sally Blossom for a while yet."

Then Josie told her new friend all about the Children's Home Society of
Dorfield and her friend Mary Louise Dexter's donation to the Home and
how the little Polly and Peter had come to the office with the person
known as Cousin Dink. She told of finding the letters in the grate at
Mrs. Pete's, of all the children had let drop concerning their home
life and their sad wanderings with Cousin Dink.

"And now I am on the war path to see if there isn't something to be
done for those poor kiddies. If they stay at the Home they will have to
be adopted sooner or later--maybe separated and that would be a tragedy
indeed."

She showed the letters from Chester Hunt to the cousin.

"Whew! Wouldn't some of these society girls throw fits if they knew
about this Dink person?" laughed Alice. "But what is it you want me to
do? I am crazy about helping but how can I?"

Then Josie told of the job she had as a canvasser and her feeling that
the detective work was going to take