emergency. "That's if Benny gets on fire," she explained—"or Watch."
Henry laughed and went on his way happily enough. He wished he might share the delightful task of keeping the fire going and sniffing the stew; but when he found out his afternoon's duties, he changed his mind abruptly.
"Think you can clean up this garage?" asked Dr. McAllister quizzically when he appeared.
Henry flashed a look around the place, and met the young man's eyes with a smile. It did need cleaning rather badly. When its owner purred out in his high-powered little car, Henry drew a long breath and began in earnest. He opened all the chests of drawers to begin with. Then he arranged all the tools in the largest deep drawer, and with a long-handled brush and a can of black paint that was nearly dry, he labeled the drawer TOOLS with neat lettering. Another drawer he lettered NAILS, and assorted its contents into a few of the many boxes that were lying around. He folded up the robes he found, swept off the shelves and arranged the oil cans in orderly ranks, sorted out innumerable pairs of gloves, and then swept
