"Chet's served up this
"My week intelligence,"
"Merely a modern
"What about you, Bob. Do you finally admit that we have caught Chet without his usual side-kick, Lady Luck?"
"Nope, not yet. But I'm weakening."
"You're a die-hard for obstinacy, Bob."
"I grew up with Chet, and I've never seen him when lack wasn't with him. Once his jitney gave out forty miles from nowhere, and who came along and towed him in but Senator Black. The Senator became so interested in Chet that he gave him a job in his office that summer and offered to help him through college."
"It got on my nerves to think of such an unbroken record. We had to do something to stop the continuity."
"Chet never has been uppity about his good fortune."
"Well, it's unhealthy for anybody to be so darn lucky. . . . .Answer the doorbell, some one."
A man in uniform was ushered into the room.
"Good evening, gentlemen. I am the Chief of Police. I want to talk with the president."
"I'm the president," faltered Buck. "What's wrong?"
"Do you have a member by the name of Chet Stevens?"