d really be the most interesting sort of subject, Johnson--just a plain chap, not fully matured, not soured by disappointment nor rendered too sophisticated by contact with the world. On the whole, I really hope that a young man is coming!"
And now, for a time, Johnson Boller said nothing at all. There was always the chance that Anthony might work it out of his system in talk--there was the other chance, growing rosier and rosier by the minute, that the odd chair had not been sold at all.
It was rather queer, when one considered that seats for this particular star bout had been at a premium for a week, but it was nevertheless the fact that the preliminary arguments were over and the announcer spinning his megaphoned tale for the big battle, and the seat still unoccupied. To Johnson Boller it even hinted at the existence of a special Providence designed to watch the doings of such as Anthony Fry.
The minutes were wearing along, too. The cheering was done with and the megaphone had left the