'Well,' I laughed, 'perhaps so. But I want to lick that manSlavin. I've just seen him, and he's just what Craig calls him, "aslick son of the devil." Don't be shocked; he says it isScripture.'

'Revised version,' exclaimed Graeme gravely, while Craig looked a littleabashed.

'What is assigned me, Mr. Craig? for I know that this man is simplyyour agent.'

I repudiated the idea, while Mr. Craig exclaimed nothing.

'What's my part?' demanded Graeme.

'Well,' said Mr. Craig hesitatingly, 'of course I would do nothingtill I had consulted you; but I want a man to take my place at thesports. I am referee.'

'That's all right,' said Graeme, with an air of relief; 'I expectedsomething hard.'