[Pg 87-8]

“With all the grace of a Sandow”

He bent down and took the largest trunk by one handle, to heave it to his back, and as he touched the handle the trunk almost arose into the air of its own accord. The man straightened up and looked at it, and a[Pg 89] strange look passed across his face, but he closed his mouth and said nothing.

[Pg 89]

“Would you like a lift?” asked Mr. Fenelby.

“No,” said the man shortly. “I know how to handle trunks, I do,” and it certainly seemed that he did, for he swung it to his back with all the grace of a Sandow, and started off with it. Mr. Fenelby looked at him with surprise.

“Now, isn’t that one of the oddities of nature?” said Mr. Fenelby.[Pg 90] “That fellow looks as if he had no strength at all, and see how he carries off that trunk as if there was not a thing in it. I suppose it is a knack he has. Now, see how hard it is for me merely to lift one end of this smallest one.”

[Pg 90]

But before he could touch it Kitty had grasped him by the arm.

“Oh, don’t try it!” she cried. “Please don’t! You might hurt your back.”

[Pg 91]

[Pg 91]

IV

BILLY

A few minutes before noon the next day Billy Fenelby dropped into Mr. Fenelby’s office in the city and the two men went out to lunch together. It would be hard to imagine two brothers more unlike than Thomas and William Fenelby, for if Thomas Fenelby was inclined to be small in stature and precise in his manner, William was all that his nickname of Billy implied, and was not so many years out of his [Pg 92]college foot-ball eleven, where he had won a place because of his size and strength. Billy Fenelby, after having been heroized by innumerable girls during his college years, had become definitely a man’s man, and was in the habit of 

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