Jack asked that Mr. Whigham be sent up. A old-young man was shown into them, a starched and ironed little fellow with an air of self-importance like a cock-sparrow's. "If this is a dangerous crook," thought Jack, "he's got a dam clever line of comedy. Looks like a neck-tie clerk." "Mr. Norman?" inquired the newcomer with a bird-like quirk of the head from one to another. Jack waved his hand in Bobo's direction. "Mr. Norman, I have a proposition to make to you." "My secretary will talk to you," said Bobo with the drawl he now affected. He went on with his breakfast and the reading of the newspaper--but missed nothing of what was said. Jack had been well-advised in keeping from him that there was any connection between Mr. Whigham and the Red Gang. Bobo could scarcely have maintained that air of nonchalance, had he known it. "What can we do for you?" asked Jack politely "Excuse me if I go on with my breakfast. We were up late last night." "Don't mention it," said Mr. Whigham. "I am early. I came early on purpose, because I thought later you would be besieged by cranks and triflers of all kinds. I have a genuine proposition to make Mr. Norman. It is one I felt ought to get to him without a moment's delay." "Open it." Mr. Whigham talked smoothly, and at considerable length. It had the effect of something well-rehearsed. Jack, as we know, had it all beforehand. Only the essential parts of his spiel need be given. "Both of you gentlemen are no doubt aware of the great increase of anarchistic activity in this country of recent years." At the word "anarchistic" Bobo started, and let the newspaper sink to the table. "The police of this and other cities have worked hard to check this evil. They watch the Reds as well as they are able; close up their meeting-places--when they find them; arrest them on the least shadow of evidence. This is all right as far as it goes--understand, gentlemen, I am not knocking the police; but the fact remains that the horrible outrages continue. I need not speak of the latest one which concerns Mr. Norman so closely." "The police method is like treating an ulcer with external applications only. You may heal it up, but it will only break out in another place. Now the Eureka Association was formed three years ago to deal with the matter from another angle. Not in opposition to the police, nor in alliance with them, but quite independently. We never inform on the Reds nor prosecute them." "You make friends with them?" suggested Jack. "In a way, yes. Our agents become Reds; join their circles, watch them, and report to the main office as to the plots they hatch. Our organization has now been brought to such a point of perfection that we are in a position to guarantee our subscribers absolute immunity from the attacks of anarchists." "Was the late Mr. Gyde a member?" Jack asked slyly.