DUST
"Maitland, of course."
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"Been out of town and just got your note."
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"Your beastly penchant for economy. It's not stamped; I presume you sent it round by hand of the future President of the United States whom you now employ as office-boy. And O'Hagan didn't forward it for that reason."
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"Important, eh? I'm only in for the night"
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"Then come and dine with me at the Primordial. I'll put the others off."
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"Good enough. In an hour, then? Good-by."
Hanging up the receiver, Maitland waited a few moments ere again putting it to his ear. This time he called up Sherry's, asked for the head-waiter, and, requested that person to be kind enough to make his excuses to "Mr. Cressy and his party": he, Maitland, was detained upon a matter of moment, but would endeavor to join them at a later hour.
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