ing Mr. Jocelyn might submit. Jarvis handed it on to Bambi.

"As I told you," he remarked.

"It never got to Belasco," said Bambi, confidently. "If it had, he would
have seen its possibilities."

"Is something the matter?" inquired the Professor.

"Belasco has refused Jarvis's play."

"So. He didn't like that abominable woman any better than I did."

"She is not abominable!" from Jarvis.

"Be quiet, you two, and let me think."

"If you would learn concentration you would not need quiet in which to
think," protested her parent.

"Oh, if I would learn to be a camel I wouldn't need a hump," returned
Bambi, shortly.

"I don't think a hump would be becoming to you," mused the Professor,
turning back to his book.

"We'll send it to Parke, Jarvis."

"What's the use?"

"Don't be silly. Every manager in New York shall see that play before we
stop. We will send it to his wife. Maybe she will read it."

"Do as you like about it," he answered, with superb impersonality.

She took his advice and got it off at once, addressed to the actress. In
a week came a letter in reply saying that Miss Harper would like to talk
to Mr. Jocelyn about the play, and making an appointment at her house
two days later.

This letter threw them into great excitement. Jarvis protested, first,
that he could not be interrupted at his present work, which interested
him. Bambi pooh-poohed that excuse. Then he said he had never talked to
an actress, and he had heard they were a fussy lot. She would probably
want him to change the play; as he would not do that, there was no use
seeing the woman. Bambi informed him that if Miss Harper would get the
play produced, it would pay Jarvis to do exactly what she wanted done.
Then he protested he hated New York. He didn't want to go back there.
Bambi finally lost her temper.

"If you are going to act like a balky horse, I give you up. Until you
get started, you will have to do a great many things you will not like,
but if I were a man, I would never let any obstacles down me."

"When can I get a train?" meekly.

"You can take the same train we took before, to-morrow morning."

A great light broke for Jarvis.

"I can't go. I haven't any money."

"I have. I'll lend it to you."

"I must owe you thousands now."

"Not quite. We can do this all right."

"Have you got it all down?"

"In the Black Maria," she nodded.

So the long and the short of it was that Jarvis went off to New York
again.