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Arty's, a boarding-house "where all the folks likes each other." "You've never fed at a boarding-house, eh?" said Tom. "Well, I guess most of 'em are pretty poor feed. And pretty sad bunch. But Mrs. Arty's is about as near like home as most of us poor bachelors ever gets. Nice crowd there. If Mrs. Arty Mrs. R. T. Ferrard is her name, but we always call her Mrs.
The man who has it now works nights he's some kind of a head waiter at Rector's, or something like that, and he's out till three or four. Come." When he saw that third-floor-back, the room that the smart people at Mrs. Arty's were really willing to let him have, he felt like a man just engaged.
He was interrupted. "Silence, everybody!" cried Mrs. Stratton. "Listen to Arty's latest!" "Silence, everybody!" commanded Mrs. Stratton. "Listen to Arty's latest!" She had gone up to him as they all came in. "Is it good?" she asked, looking over his arm.
Arty's nearly as fat as I am, but she can be pretty spry if there's something she can do for you. Nice crowd there, too except that Teddem he's one of these here Willy-boy actors, always out of work; I guess Mrs. Arty is kind of sorry for him. Say, Wrenn you seem to me like a good fellow why don't you get acquainted with the bunch? Maybe you'd like to move up there some time.
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