"Not lately, perhaps, but I once spent four hours in Montreal, 330 miles away; think of it! and half a day in Hamilton--that's all of forty miles off--and Toronto never looked so sweet to me as it did when I got back to it. Good old Toronto; it's been kind to me. It has given me the dearest of all women, and a good business, and--and----" he kissed her hand and a few minutes later departed. At a down town corner he ran into William, who was studying with great interest the baseball bulletins displayed outside of a newspaper office. William was one of a pretty large crowd that was doing the same thing. News bulletins seemingly had little attraction for the majority of them. As Tommy neared him, William remarked to a man in the crowd, "Gee! wouldn't that jar you?" "I don't see why: that's a very important piece of news. It isn't every day the city council decides to spend so much----" "City council my neck," broke in William, rudely, "what's that got to do with the score?" "Score! what score?" "Oh, gee! I thought I was talking to a baseball fan." "You thought wrong, young man," retorted the man, sharply. "I've no patience with such frivolous things." And then William caught sight of Tommy. "Say," he called out, "what do you think of that score?" Tommy, himself an enthusiast, studied it carefully. "Jersey City two, Toronto one," he said aloud, "and down we go to second place, William." "Yes; and Jersey City putting us there! Say, that team of ours is certainly on the pork." "Oh, they're not doing so badly; we're only a few points down." "Only? What's the use? Every time they lick the good ones they fall down when they stack up against the tail-enders; it's rotten." "Cheer up, William, cheer up! The team will soon be home for another long series, and then they'll soar." "Yes," said William, gloomily, "to the bottom." "You seem to be downhearted; what's the matter?" "Mister Whimple lost a case to-day." "Well, lots of lawyers do that. In baseball, or law, or anything else, William, you've got to lose sometimes. Remember the old saying, 'It's better to have tried to buck the line, and failed, than never to have tried at all.'" "But Mister Whimple's just getting a good start, and he can't afford to lose cases. It gives him a bad steer with people that's looking for lawyers in the winning column!" CHAPTER XIX