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nag you every day about selling the Yankee Doodle Glory!"
"All right, all right!" laughed Tom, "I promise!"
"You'll come this year?"
"Yes, yes, I promise anything you wish as long's you shut up about that mine!"
"Thanks. That's corking. Here's my address. 'No. 67, Xantener Strasse, Berlin, W.' I'll be mighty glad to see you over there!"
And there was such a charming, sincere smile on his lips and in his eyes that Tom decided all his former antipathy had been nothing but rank envy and jealousy; and so he grasped the German's hand and cried enthusiastically:
"You bet I'll come!"
