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He was in a cage with a fail-safe door; the kind that are hinged at the bottom if they aren't positively latched shut, they fall open so you'll know to latch them." Arlen swirled the whiskey around in his glass. "In three years, Tootsie never got out of his cage. The next morning, I got up and went into the living room. 'Goodbye, Toots, I said. 'Toots? He wasn't in his cage.
"Come and see Emma." Jennifer led Jacky into the house. Arlen and Oliver resumed their positions in the doorway. "I don't want to intrude, Oliver, but wasn't she the one . . ." "Yup," Oliver interrupted. "She was." "Interesting," Arlen said. "Very attractive." "What do you think makes someone attractive?" Oliver asked. "Hmmm. Physical health. Energy. Integrity is most important, I think."
Arlen held his glass up for inspection. Jacky bent forward and sniffed. "Sarsaparilla!" "Quite good on a rainy afternoon," Arlen said. "Yumm," Jacky said. "Oliver, sarsaparilla for the lady." "Right away. Does the lady like water with her sarsaparilla?" "Half and half." "Yes," Arlen said approvingly. Oliver prepared her drink and handed it to her.
"I'll call one of those professional cat-sitter people unless you know someone who might want to live here for a couple of weeks?" Arlen rubbed one of his cowboy boots. "Porter might like that. His situation at the moment is tenuous." "Porter?" "I'll ask him if you like," Arlen said. "He might be up for some peace and quiet. Porter is trustworthy." "Any friend of yours . . ."
This threat of frightfulness cowered his assailants. "That's against international law," Roy shouted. "I don't care, I'll do it!" Pee-wee yelled. "You pile one more thing on me and I'll " "Start an eggmarine campaign," Westy said. "That's the first time I ever knew food to get the best of Pee-wee," Artie Van Arlen observed.
We're going to lead the simple life like a lot of simps. We're going to catch salt fish in the salt marshes and everything. All we need is a treasury; you didn't happen to see one around anywhere, did you?" "If I should happen to see a treasury I'll let you know," Mr. Bennett laughed. "We need a standing capital," said Artie Van Arlen, leader of the Ravens.
You will have the satisfaction of knowing that you will occupy a bunk which your companions have made ready for you, and that you did not yourself hammer so much as a single nail. Arthur Ivan Arlen and Wigley Weigand, both weary and one lame, after a frightful experience, were here and helped to make the boat safe and comfortable for you. They were loyal to the Raven Patrol.
One thing about Skinny, I knew he'd never make a good all-around scout, like some fellows. You know what I mean. Now you take Artie Van Arlen he's got eleven merit badges and he's got the bronze medal. Maybe you'd say photography was his bug, but he never went crazy about it, that's one sure thing. Take me, I've got nine merit badges the more the merrier, I don't care.
Oliver went upstairs glad to have solved the problem but feeling sorry for Arlen. He was a decent guy. Usually alone. You'd think he could find someone to be with. "Arlen will take care of you," he said to Verdi. Early Friday morning, Oliver retrieved his stash and placed the walnut box back on the mantel. "So long, Verdi. Don't give Arlen a hard time."
They let me join their scout troop, so I got to know 'em. One feller's name is Van Arlen. His father was born in Holland. They got two automobiles and a lot of servants and things. But anyway my father was born in the United States that's one thing." "Ah," said Frenchy, enthusiastically, "zat is ever'ting! You are fine boy."
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