Chapter XVI. A Witless Aladdin: The Gate To The World

           

           InthecourseofhispresentstayinChicago,Drouetpaidsomeslightattentiontothesecretordertowhichhebelonged.Duringhislasttriphehadreceivedanewlightonitsimportance.

           “Itellyou,”saidanotherdrummertohim,“it’sagreatthing.LookatHazenstab.Heisn’tsodeucedclever.Ofcoursehe’sgotagoodhousebehindhim,butthatwon’tdoalone.Itellyouit’shisdegree.He’saway-upMason,andthatgoesalongway.He’sgotasecretsignthatstandsforsomething.”

           Drouetresolvedthenandtherethathewouldtakemoreinterestinsuchmatters.SowhenhegotbacktoChicagoherepairedtohislocallodgeheadquarters.

           “Isay,Drouet,”saidMr.HarryQuincel,anindividualwhowasveryprominentinthislocalbranchoftheElks,“you’rethemanthatcanhelpusout.”

           Itwasafterthebusinessmeetingandthingsweregoingsociallywithahum.Drouetwasbobbingaroundchattingandjokingwithascoreofindividualswhomheknew.

           “Whatareyouupto?”heinquiredgenially,turningasmilingfaceuponhissecretbrother.

           “We’retryingtogetupsometheatricalsfortwoweeksfromto-day,andwewanttoknowifyoudon’tknowsomeyoungladywhocouldtakeapart—it’saneasypart.”

           “Sure,”saidDrouet,“whatisit?”Hedidnottroubletorememberthatheknewnoonetowhomhecouldappealonthisscore.Hisinnategood-nature,however,dictatedafavourablereply.

           “Well,now,I’lltellyouwhatwearetryingtodo,”wentonMr.Quincel.“Wearetryingtogetanewsetoffurnitureforthelodge.

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