Section 44So the day began to break and thebirds to sing. The sun rose onPeter’s face gray with exhaustion and the Irish apples inNell’s cheeks badly faded. But the time for action had come,and Peter went off to watch McCormick’s home until seveno’clock, when the special delivery letter was duetoarrive.
It came on time, and Peter saw McCormick come out of the houseand set forth in the direction of the studios. It was too early forthe meeting, so Peter figured that he would stop to get hisbreakfast; and sure enough “Mac” turned into, a littledairy lunch, and Peter hastened to the nearest telephone and calledhis boss.
“Mr. McGivney,” he said, “I lost those fellowslast night, but now I got them again. They decided not to doanything till today. They’re having a meeting this morningand we’vea
