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esteemed papa an evening’s amusement?”
    â€œIt’s not that,” said Jacob Two-Two. “It means Perfectly Loathsome Leo Louse will be coming to our house.”
    â€œI take it you are not favorably disposed to this gentleman?”
    Jacob Two-Two explained that Perfectly Loathsome Leo was always playing nasty tricks on him and, furthermore, he had recently been hired by Privilege House’s new headmaster, the dreaded Mr. I.M. Greedyguts, to provide their school lunches. And those lunches were either tasteless, horrible, or disgusting, depending on the day of the week. “Robby, Chris, Mickey, and I told our parents about it,” said Jacob Two-Two, “but they either laughed, or said we were lucky to be at such an expensive school, or said we were exaggerating. But we aren’t. Honestly.”
    â€œI see.”
    â€œIf only a man like you, a real master spy, could help us to do something about it, Mr. Dinglebat, why I would mow your lawn every week and run errands for you.”
    â€œIf we are going to mount an operation to dosomething about your school meals, it will require some thought. Some advance planning.”
    â€œThen you will help us, Mr. Dinglebat!”
    â€œI’ll think about it. But, meanwhile,
mon vieux
, I hope you realize that it is not for nothing that your friend is internationally renowned, feared by villains in Europe, Asia, America North and South, and the East Near and Far. Let me tell you how I once escaped the death of a thousand cuts that was to be administered by the Sultan of Morocco’s personal guard. There I was, tied hand and foot, watching the swordsmen sharpen their weapons, when the sultan asked, ‘Any last words, Dinglebat?’ ‘Sultan,’ I said, ‘if I were to put in your hands a trick that would enable you to win sacks of gold, as well as amaze your friends, if you have any, would you spare my life?’ ‘Yes,’ he said. So I taught him how to play the Clairvoyant’s Gamble, and here I am to tell the tale.”
    â€œWhat’s a clair-voy-ant?” asked Jacob Two-Two twice.
    â€œIt’s somebody who can see things concealed from the sight of ordinary mortals, and it’s by playing the Clairvoyant’s Gamble, Jacob, that you will make Perfectly Loathsome Leo Louse look foolish tonight.”
    â€œHow?” asked Jacob Two-Two, eager for revenge, no matter what the risk. “How?”
    Lowering his voice to a whisper, Mr. Dinglebat explained.
    â€œBut what if it doesn’t work?” asked Jacob Two-Two.
    â€œIt’s fail-safe, 100-per-cent guaranteed, my dear boy.”
    â€œI could get nervous and mix things up.”
    â€œBut it is also a gamble.”
    â€œI’m scared.”
    â€œGood. Because no secret agent worthy of his name ever went into action without being frightened. Now we will practice the procedures together all the way home. Okay?”
    â€œOkay. Okay.”
    â€œAnd then, Jacob, do as I instruct you, and we shall prevail tonight. Promise?”
    â€œPromise,” said Jacob Two-Two, gulping twice. He was worried, very worried, because he was still a little boy who never got anything right. Ask Noah. Ask Emma.
    Ask anybody.

CHAPTER 11
    ll the poker players had arrived by the time Jacob Two-Two got home, but they hadn’t started their game yet. “Hiya there, Jacob,” sang out Perfectly Loathsome Leo Louse. “I was just telling the gang that you enjoy my school meals so much you insist on double portions every day.” And then he laughed heartily at his own joke.
    Jacob Two-Two retreated to the kitchen, where he was soon joined by Perfectly Loathsome Leo Louse, delighted to catch him alone. “I brought you a present,” said Perfectly Loathsome Leo. “Put out your hand and close your eyes.”
    An apprehensive Jacob Two-Two did as he was asked, and then Perfectly Loathsome Leo Louse popped a wet slippery peach