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Leon Sammett, the gentleman who sings the Gottschalk songs wherever songs are heard. And Mrs. that is and Mrs. Sammett " Terry turned. A sleek, swarthy world-old young man with the fashionable concave torso, and alarmingly convex bone-rimmed glasses. Through them his darkly luminous gaze glowed upon Terry.
'Leon Sammett in Songs. Miss Terry Sheehan at the Piano. That doesn't sound bad. Now listen, Miss Sheehan. I'm singing down at the University Inn. The Gottschalk song hits. I guess you know my work. But I want to talk to you, private. It's something to your interest. I go on down at the Inn at six. Will you come and have a little something with Ruby and me? Now?"
"Isn't that so, Rube?" "Sure. Look at ME!" One would not have thought there could be so much subtle vindictiveness in a fat blonde. Sammett whipped out a watch. "Just three quarters of an hour. Come on, girlie." His conversation had been conducted in an urgent undertone, with side glances at the fat man with the megaphone. Terry approached him now. "I'm leaving now," she said.
Leon Sammett, the gentleman who sings the Gottschalk songs wherever songs are heard. And Mrs. that is and Mrs. Sammett " Terry turned. A sleek, swarthy world-old young man with the fashionable concave torso, and alarmingly convex bone-rimmed glasses. Through them his darkly luminous gaze glowed upon Terry.
"Isn't that so, Rube?" "Sure. Look at me!" One would not have thought there could be so much subtle vindictiveness in a fat blonde. Sammett whipped out a watch. "Just three-quarters of an hour. Come on, girlie." His conversation had been conducted in an urgent undertone, with side glances at the fat man with the megaphone. Terry approached him now. "I'm leaving now," she said. "Oh, no you're not.
And I guess I remember too plain the decent kid you was in the old days. What was the name of that little small-time house me and Jim used to play? Bijou, that's it; Bijou." The band struck up a new tune. Leon Sammett slim, sleek, lithe in his evening clothes appeared with a little fair girl in pink chiffon. The woman reached across the table and put one pudgy, jewelled hand on Terry's arm.
'Leon Sammett in Songs. Miss Terry Sheehan at the Piano. That doesn't sound bad. Now listen, Miss Sheehan. I'm singing down at the University Inn. The Gottschalk song hits. I guess you know my work. But I want to talk to you, private. It's something to your interest. I go on down at the Inn at six. Will you come and have a little something with Ruby and me? Now?"
Bijou, that's it; Bijou." The band struck up a new tune. Leon Sammett slim, sleek, lithe in his evening clothes appeared with a little fair girl in pink chiffon. The woman reached across the table and put one pudgy, jeweled hand on Terry's arm. "He'll be through in ten minutes. Now listen to me.
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