We simply can't get
ahead of them, and people are beginning to think that it's not our war
after all. When we begin to boom you, they'll find out that we've got a
mortgage on it yet. We'll have the stuff all ready here to fire off,
and no one else will have a word. It'll be the greatest beat yet,
unless Mr. Cleary is mistaken in you and you are not going to
distinguish yourself."
"I don't think he is mistaken," said Sam solemnly. "I do intend to
distinguish myself if I get the chance."
"And we'll see that you have the chance. It's a big game we're playing,
but we hold the cards and we don't often lose. You're not the only
card, to be sure. We've got a lot of men at the front now representing
us. Several of our correspondents have made a hit already, and some of
them have made themselves more famous than the generals! Ha, ha! Our
head editor is going out next month, and of course we'll see to it that
he does wonders. Hullo! there's Jonas now. Why, this is a lucky
meeting. Here, Jonas. You know Cleary. Mr. Jonas, Captain Jinks. I'll
be blessed if here isn't the whole combination."
Mr. Jonas, who had come into the room unannounced, and perched himself
on the corner of a table, was a rather short man with a brown beard and
eye-glasses, and wore his hat on the back of his head.
"Well, Jonas, how are things going?" asked the editor.
"A 1.
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