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 First time here, Mr. Kasson?

Yes.

Well, you must come often.

Say, it's great. Is it always like this?

Wait awhile. You ain't seen nothing yet.

Byron looked around the room. He observed Piqua St. Paris and Arabia Scribner sitting with two men whom he did not recognize. Monte Esbon and a party occupied another table.

Presently Lasca returned.

Who's that punkin-seed sheik in the corner? she demanded.

Nothing for the little lady, Danny responded. He's queer.

Lasca grinned. Is Ran here yet? she asked.

No, Danny replied. He never gets here much before two.

I want to see him.

He'll want to see you.

Why, there's Monte! she cried, waving her hand.

Monte came over. Hello, Lasca! Hello, Byron! Some hoofer, Lasca! How you can shake your dogs!

Bottle it, Monte. How do you like my dress?

Nothing else but.

So's your old man.

Be your age! If you knew what I was thinkin' you'd lock me up.

Danny, having imbibed three-quarters of the contents of the bottle of champagne, begged to be