On the morning after the fight Mallow knocked at Gray's door, then in answer to an indistinct and irritable command to be gone, he made himself known. "It's me, Governor. And I've got Exhibit A." "Really?" came the startled query. There was a stir from within, the lock snapped and the door opened. "I've got a little friend here that I want you to--" Mallow paused inside the threshold, his mouth fell open, he stared in frank amazement. "Sweet spirits of niter!" he gasped. "What happened to you?" "I was playing tag in the hall with some other old men, and one of them struck me." "My God, you're a sight!" Mallow remained petrified. "I never saw a worse mess." "Come in and close the door. I am vain, therefore I have a certain shyness about exposing my beauty to the curious gaze. Pardon m

