“Oh, Dinney, I am so glad to find you! I want your help. You are a good business man, and I want you to do something for me.” “I a good business man?” said Dinney, grinning from ear to ear. “I should say! What's your business, Miss?” And having said this, he doubled up with droll laughter. “Don't!” said Gloria, laying her hand beseechingly upon him. “I am really in earnest.” Dinney straightened, and then in as decorous a manner as he could command, said: “I'm your man for business.” “Very well. Now, Dinney, you're listening. I want you--to--find--out,” said Gloria, impressively speaking each word distinctly, “who it is that owns No. 80. I want you to find it out, and I want you to tell me and _no one else_. If you will find out and _promise_ not to tell _anyone else_, and will come to me with the name, then I will give you a _five-dollar gold piece_.” Dinney's breath was fairly taken away. He stood there on the sidewalk stock still, looking into the face of the girl before him. At last he said in an awed voice: “Honest?” “Honest,” answered Gloria. The boy drew a long breath. Five dollars! Instantly there came before him some little red shoes for Hunkie, and some stockings, and maybe a little red cap. But there was not time to go further into the matter as to what five dollars might stand for. Gloria's hand was grasping his shoulders with a firm grip. “Will you find it out, Dinney? Will you? Will you come to me straight with the name and to nobody else?” What she saw of honesty and truth in Dinney's face so satisfied the girl that her hands fell from the thin shoulders, and she in turn drew a long breath as though she had found at last something she had long been seeking. Then she looked down at Dinney. “I am going to tell you, Dinney, just why I am wanting to find out. You would like to know a nice secret; something we can keep to ourselves--a wonderful secret!” Dinney was all expectation. At last he said, “Ma used to tell me things. She told me lots the rest of the folks didn't know. All about pa and how it was when they first married and lots more. I never told anyone else around, as she said not to.” “And you won't tell this? We will have it all to ourselves, and it will make you want to help me. Sometimes boys can find out things big folks can't. It came to me when I was walking along with the District Nurse that you were just the one to help me. You're so--well, so sharp yet safe. If they suspected, they would not let us know, maybe.” The two were now walking along in a companionable way back in the direction Gloria had come. “Dinney, if you find out who owns that house I will buy it. I've got money; Uncle Em says I have. I will buy it and we'll fix it up good.” Dinney's face was aglow, his eyes shone, his breath was drawn sharp and quick. “Would you put in new stairs and new ceilings and new window panes if you bought that house?”