gene

Jack bueno, mebbyso Gene bueno, mebbyso Clark, mebbyso Donny all time bueno.

"He wouldn't say a blamed thing about it," Gene complained sincerely.

"And that's a lie," Gene amended, with the frankness of a foster-brother.

"Well, you ask Clark, when you see him," Gene hinted darkly.

Gene and Clark came in, sulky still, and inclined to snappishness when they did speak.

"Clark and I was going up to the Injun camp," spoke up Gene.

Gene and Clark did not much care how the thing was done—so long as it was done their way.

Boys, have you happened to see Gene or Bob Johnson to-day, any of you?

I am only sixteen, and no one ever calls me anything but Gene.

And Gene sank on the lowest step of the stairs and burst into tears.