condition the night Pop was hurt and there was great rejoicing when it was learned that the veteran would be back on the job as usual the next morning.
And early that morning, which was the same day that Speedy started his career as taxi driver, Jane received news over the 'phone from Chris Walters that made her resolve to accompany Pop on his first trip in the car that day.
Pop arose at his accustomed time that morning.
"I'm going to go down to the barn with you and ride on the first trip," Jane told him.
"Oh, I'll be all right, Janie," he assured her, thinking she was not sure of his fitness for his toil.
"I know you are. But I've got nothing to do and I'm lonesome."
He accepted this excuse, for he knew that Jane was lonesome at times and she often accompanied him on his rounds in the car. Though neither sensed it, there was an air of suppressed excitement up and down De Lacey Street as the young girl and the old man walked along, the pace necessarily slow because Pop walked painfully. Eyes peered at them from behind half opened doors and curtains.
"See anything of Speedy after he left you last night?" Pop asked.
"No—and I don't care to," Jane replied spiritedly, though she didn't mean it. "After what he said about Mr. Carter, who was so nice to us, I should think he would stay away for a while."
"Wonder if he's landed a job."
"Oh, do you suppose he has, and that's what's
