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He's been hung over and over again. You can't teach him anything about art," replied Gurner. "I wonder if he would lecture for us?" "Leave him to me. A nice fellow; we fraternised over fishing, with a whisky and soda to wash it down. He began to tell me tall stories, and I added six inches to everyone he produced. I will secure him for you."
The secretary discovered him in the club, taking a novice down at billiards. "Do you know a man of the name of Custance?" the secretary began. Gurner prided himself on his knowledge. To be unable to point out the identity of any person in the town was to ruin a reputation. He paused abruptly from the stroke he was contemplating. "Custance, did you say?" "Yes; Custance, an artist."
"Try Custance! Who the dickens is Custance?" the secretary asked the president. "Blessed if I know. Ask Gurner; he is sure to know," the president answered. In the club Gurner was nicknamed the Grey Town Directory. He was regarded as a local Burke, who could fire off the pedigrees and performances of every family in the district.
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