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I CANT UNDERSTAND ANYBODY WHO IS TOO LAZY TO MAKE AN EFFORT TO MAKE HIMSELF

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BATURDAY — Bill takes Dot to the » fights with Bullethead. Dot is dehted to have been the cause of the Quarrel, assures Bill that she influenced ‘her father to fire Landis. Buek hears of the fight, but Bill refuses to expla. Buck writes a letter, gives it to Bill to

(mail. He feels he has lost his son’s confidence.

CHAPTER SEVEN.

WHEN BILL LEFT the house

ext morning he had every intention of dropping Buck’s letter into But before he

Up beside him. y “How’s the great lover?” . “Don’t, kid,” Bill begged. “I'm too low to take it.” “Me, too,” Drowsy said. Helen last night.” “H-how is she?” “Lousy. She'd been crying. You know, Bill, I feel like a heel. I got

you to go after Dot. Now I wish I'd ‘&hut Can she really help

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- “I've got to risk it,” Bill said. /%It’s our only chance.” Drowsy | shrugged. “I hope she ain’t just stringing you along, kid.” Bill thought about this remark all during classes. At noon he managed to see Dot for a moment and she agreed to meet him after work. When Bill arrived for work, Julius Peskin was waiting at the door to pounce on him. “You've got a neive, Mentor,” he shrilled. “Coming here after the way you assaulted Walton!” “I hit him just once, Mr. Peskin,” “In self-defense.” “Ha! You stole his girl, didn’t you?” Bill saw that it was useless to try to explain, “That needn't affect my job here, Mr. Peskin. I'll work harder than ever if you'll let ‘Ime stay.” “Should have thought of that before you struck Walton,” Peskin snapped. “You can finish the week out, Mentor, while I get a new boy. Now get busy polishing that dirty fountain.” : The fountain was not dirty, but Bill polished vigorously. His first thought was that maybe Dot would explain to Peskin. But, Drowsy, he was beginning to wonder about her powers. Tonight he'd find out for sure. . . . But Dot shied away from a direct commitment and turned on the tears. “Bill, how can you doubt me so? Didn't I have Landis fired? Haven't I been talking to father all day about Buck Mentor?” Dot sank’ down on the bench in front of Peskin's. With her back to Bill, she assumed a crushed attitude. Bill said desperately, “Look,

Dot, I didn’t mean to be ungrate- |

ful. Honestly. But Buck and I are in a tough spot. Old Peskin’ll make it hard for me to find another job.” “I—I can’t perform a miracle in a few hours, Bill.” “What did your father say when you talked to him?” Bill asked. “Why—why, he said he thought Buck Mentor was a good coach.” | “Did he say he'd give Buck a chance?” ; : » ” ”

DOT HESITATED. She was undisputed queen of West High. During her reign only one boy had ever resisted her charms. That boy sat by her side now, still doubting her ability to rule her small domain. Dot rose to the challenge with a toss of her auburn hair. “Bill Mentor, I'm getting sick and tired of your questions! If you don’t choose to believe me, why, we'll just drop the whole matter.” It was his last straw of hope, Bill clutched at it. “Don’t be sore, Dot. I—I believe you.” He heard footsteps, and as he turned his heart bounded into his throat. “Helen!” 8he said, “Yes, Bill, I came down to see you. I'm sorry, but I overheard what you just said.” Bill was so glad to see her he couldn’t speak. He realized how badly he needed someone to confide Her loyalty made his cheeks burn. *“It—it was swell of you to come,” he muttered. Dot bounced to her feet. I guess I'm intruding.” . “No, youre not,” Helen said crisply. She moved closer to Dot, her face white and set. “It's time you were honest with Bill.” “I like that!” Dot flared. “What business is it of yours how I treat Bill?” “I happen to really like Bill,” Helen said. “And I don't want to see him made a fool of by someone who makes promises just to keep a boy interested.” Bill interrupted feebly,

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“yes, I. know all about that,” Helen said grimly. She turned to Bill. “Yowre smart, Bill. Can't

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to pretend she can run the board?” “She helped to get Landis fired,”

_ Bill objected.

“Oh, Bill, where's your common ‘sense? Landis was fired because he was a bad coach, because Pat Hurly and every West High supporter wanted him to go. Dot had | nothing to do with that.” “Is . .. that true?” Bill demanded. “you can believe her if you like,” “I'm sick of this <8 # = HELEN PLANTED herself squarely in front of Dot. “Bill and I

“We'll settle this now, Bill. If you don't see Mr. Skelton, you'll always think Dot might have helped : ‘Buck. The only way to find out for sure is to ask him.” , “He—he’s not home,” Dot said. Suddenly Bill realized that Helen was right. Dot might be lying, but J. Conrad Skelton would tell the truth. “We can wait for your ; father, Dot,” Bill said. “4 Dot was almost whimpering. n't: be bullied.” : e're going anyway,” Bill said

ly. Bgbom acted the big house and t sullenly showed them into the jbrary. J. Conrad Skelton sat at his desk. Pursing his lips, he said coldly, “What is the meaning of this intrusion, Dorothea?” Bill stepped forward. “I'm Mentor, sir, and this is Helen Welch.” elton frowned. “Mentor, eh? yes, your father wrote me last smmer about a job” He paused. len said,s‘Please, Mr. Skelton, il you answer a question? © Bill ust has to know whether his father «chance for the job of coachBEL i asl

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“What impudence 1’? Skelton snapped. “You come here at 11

o'clock and ask me to divulge board business. Dorothea, take them to the door.” : “That's not fair!” Helen protested hotly. “It’s Dot's fault we're here, Mr. Skelton, She promised Bill that you'd give Buck a chance.” J. Conrad Skelton scowled. that true, Dorothea?” “Why—why, I...” “I'll discuss this matter with you later, Dorothea. Leave the room.”

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Skelton turned to Helen and Bill. “Let me assure you that my daughter does not direct the activities of the board. If she has misled you, I'm serry. But I pride myself upon being a just man. For this. reason I feel that it is only fair to inform you of the truth. At no time since the resignation of Mr. Landis has the board considered the name of Buck Mentor.” (To Be Continued)

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