“Hapless? I'd like to think I'm rather hapful.”

Gutierrez and the boy, then known to Gutierrez as The Keed and to his street friends as Eligio Sardinias, formed an alliance, one destined to make The Keed el campeon.

During the intermission an engaging nursery infant, bescrubbed and becurled, clad in rompers and wearing a wondering expression, had been steered gently about among the audience, holding out a porringer, into which contributions were liberally poured.

the forthgoing of one Divine personage