"Oh, but I would, though! Give me at least a peep behind the scenes before you dash on. What about these plans of yours?" Peter laid down the newspaper with which he had been busily fanning himself. A sudden light came into his eyes. "I'll tell you just how it all happened," he said in an eager voice. "Only I'll have to hurry, as I'm due back in town right away--that is, of course, unless you should need me for anything. Well, I left Hare last night after only a couple of hours' talk, listening to the same old story of boss-rule, and giving him, if I do say it, some cracking good practical pointers. By the way, we were interrupted at that. Hadn't got started before Hare remembered that he'd promised to bring some girl home from somewhere, and dragged me off a mile down the road, only to find out afterwards that she'd gone home with somebody else. Made me tired. I left him about ten o'clock and started down Main Street for the river, meaning to come straight back here. But as I was footing it along, thinking over my talk with Hare and attending to my own business, who should brace me but that pale-faced rascal we saw playing dead in the rowboat. This time the _poseur_ was lying flat on some packing-cases in front of a store, and who do you suppose he turned out to be?" "The brains of the machine," said Varney. He told briefly of his own meeting with Coligny Smith at the same spot two hours earlier, and of the editor's stagey warnings. "Exactly the way he did me!" cried Peter. "Saved the announcement of who he was for the grand _finale_ in Act V. I got mad as a wet hen, told him what I thought of him in simple language, and then when the grafter twitted me to go and do something about it, I broke loose and swore that I'd make Hare Mayor of Hunston if I had to buy the little two-by-twice town to do it. Told him to pack his trunk, for all the crooks would soon be traveling toward the timber. So then I turned right around, hiked back to Hare's, told him what I'd done, gave him my hand on it, and pulled out the old family check-book. This morning I went to him and laid before him the greatest scheme that ever was. You know Hare can't get a hall to speak in for love or money--nobody dares rent him one; he can't buy an inch of space in the _Gazette_; he can't put spreads on the billboards without having 'em pasted out in the night. To-night the whole thing's been done for him--Ryan's big town-meeting. Well, we're going to try to _swipe that meeting_--do you see? I'm getting in some husky fellows from New York to see fair play, and so on. Oh, it's a bully chance--you can see! I've spent a nice bunch of father's money working the scheme up, and, by George! I believe we are going to get by with it. If we do--well, we give this town the biggest shock it's had in years, and that's the way reform begins, Larry. _Shock_!"