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230 so busied, Jarvis smoked a good cigar, the first in months, and enjoyed it. He didn’t care whether Strong liked them or not. Strong looked up suddenly.

“I’ll take these, Jocelyn. What do you want for them?”

“Oh, I don’t know. What are they worth to you?”

“I’ll pay two hundred dollars for them. Is that satisfactory?”

“Perfectly.”

“I’ll mail you a check in the morning. I should say you have been learning things, Jocelyn. That is good stuff.”

“I told you I was getting a new point of view.”

At the close of the evening the two men parted with a surreptitious feeling that they would have liked each other under any other circumstances. They promised to meet soon again. As for Jarvis, he felt that a golden egg had been laid for him in the middle of the table on the Astor roof! The one thing that stood out in his mind was the thought that he could go home—home, to see Bambi. The only regret was that Strong had made it possible.