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Reeve, Arthur B. (Arthur Benjamin), 1880-1936

"Guy Garrick"

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"You can hardly expect us to do much, otherwise," encouraged
Garrick dryly. "Besides, you can depend on us to keep anything you
say confidential."
"Why," he began, "the fact is that I had started out for a mild
little sort of celebration, apropos of nothing at all in
particular, beginning with dinner at the Mephistopheles
Restaurant, with a friend of mine. You know the place, perhaps--
just on the edge of the automobile district and the white lights."
"Yes," encouraged Garrick, "near what ought to be named 'Crime
Square.' Whom were you with?"
"Well, Angus Forbes and I were going to dine together, and then
later we were to meet several fellows who used to belong to the
same upperclass club with us at Princeton. We were going to do a
little slumming. No ladies, you understand," he added hastily.
Garrick smiled.
"It may not have been pure sociology," pursued Warrington, good-
humouredly noticing the smile, "but it wasn't as bad as some of
the newspapers might make it out if they got hold of it, anyhow.


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