"Everybody has a father and a mother," Peewee helped.
The Greek appeared now to understand.
"Also grandfathers—two grandfathers. One is his father's father, the other is his mother's. He has two grandmothers, too. The fathers of grandfathers are called great-grandfathers. It is the same with grandmothers."
He finished the patch he was making; then he recommenced.
"The brothers of his father are his uncles. So are his mother's brothers. Their sisters are his aunts. The children of his uncles and his aunts are his cousins."
Peewee adjusted his knowledge in accordance with these facts. He had been indefinitely aware of these relationships, but had wanted what he knew made definite. Jeffrey Markyn, Third, these things established, was his uncle. Jeffrey, Second had been his grandfather.
Some words of the obituary shown him by the truck driver had lingered in his head. "Jeffrey Markyn, Second," it had said,—"One of the builders of Chicago." He had been inter-
