One after another, there in the office, Mason went over the list of his business acquaintances, seeking for some name that might mean magic to them.

But no such inspiration came.
"Drop back to-morrow, boy," he said at last.

"I'll think over the thing to-night, and I may be able to get a bright idea.

It's going to be tough sledding--too tough, I'm afraid.

If only we didn't have to buck up against that trial, and the ideas people seem to have gotten of it, we'd be all right.