"
"What part of the government do you work for?" asked Mack.
"The Geological Survey. It's a bureau in the Department of the
Interior."
"Oh, then Huntingdon's your Big Boss!" exclaimed Mack. "Do you know
him?"
"Never met him," replied Milton. "He doesn't know the small fry in his
department."
"He sits in Washington and gets the glory while you guys do the work,
eh!" said Curly.
"I don't think you should put it that way, Curly," protested Mack.
"Enoch Huntingdon's a big man and he's done more real solid work for
his country than any man in Washington to-day and I'll bet you on it."
"Right you are!" exclaimed Forrester. "My oldest brother was in
college with Huntingdon. Says he was a good fellow, a brilliant
student and even then he could make a speech that would break your
heart. His one vice was gambling. He--"
"My father knew Huntingdon!" Diana spoke quickly. "He knew him when he
was a long-legged, red-headed boy of fourteen. My father was his guide
down Bright Angel trail. Dad always said that he never met as
interesting a human being as that boy."
"Queer thing about personal charm," contributed Agnew. "I heard
Huntingdon make one of his great speeches when he was Police
Commissioner.
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