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V

"Patty," murmured Miles.

Hunter looked up from the letter he was writing.

"Eh?" he asked. Miles started and observed him blankly.

"Did you speak?"

"I asked what you said," responded the other.

"Oh! Did I—say anything?"

"You did; you mentioned patties, I think."

"Patties? Ah, I was probably thinking of lunch."

"Well, you won't get patties, I guess," answered Hunter, dryly. "Think of cold roast beef and pickled