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"Tell him we're waiting in here," said Tinker, leading the way into the cream-coloured salon. "Yisso." Sato disappeared. The pretty room was exquisitely cheerful, a coal fire burning rosily in the neat little grate, but for its effect upon Canby it might have been a dentist's anteroom. He was unable to sit, and began to pace up and down, shampooing himself with both hands.

"Yisso," said Sato, delighted. "Ve'y so'y. Mis' Potter kassee nobody." "I will see him. "Wait. It's all right," Tinker reassured him soothingly. "It's all right, Sato. You go and tell Mr. Potter that I'm here and Mr. Canby came with me." "Yisso." Sato stood back from the door obediently, and they passed into the hall. "You sidowm, please."

Then Potter's expression changed; he looked queer. He clapped his hands loudly; Sato appeared. "Sato, take that stuff out." He pointed to the untouched whiskey. "Order supper at ten o'clock for five people. Champagne. Orchids. Get me a taxicab in half an hour." "Yisso!" Tinker rose, astounded. "Taxicab? Where you " "To Brooklyn!" shouted Potter with shining eyes.

"Ve'y so'y Mis' Potter kassee nobody." "Can't see us?" said Tinker. "Yes, he can. You telephoned me that he wanted to see me, not over a quarter of an hour ago." Sato beamed upon him enthusiastically. "Yisso, yisso! See Mis' Tinker, yisso! You come in, Mis' Tinker. Ve'y so'y. Mis' Potter kassee nobody." "You mean he'll see Mister Tinker but won't see anybody else?" cried the playwright.