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On With Torchy by Sewell Ford
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CHAPTER XI

THE PASSING BY OF BUNNY

It's a shame the way some of these popular clubmen is bothered with
business. Here was Mr. Robert, only the other day, with an important
four-cue match to be played off between four-thirty and dinnertime; and
what does the manager of our Chicago branch have to do but go and muss
up the schedule by wirin' in that he might have to call for
headquarters' advice on that Burlington order maybe after closin' time.

"Oh, pshaw!" remarks Mr. Robert, after he's read the message.

"The simp!" says I. "Guess he thinks the Corrugated gen'ral offices
runs night and day shifts, don't he?"

"Very well put," says Mr. Robert. "Still, it means rather a big
contract. But, you see, the fellows are counting on me for this match,
and if I should---- Oh, but I say, Torchy," he breaks off sudden,
"perhaps you have no very important engagement for the early evening?"

"Me?" says I. "Nothing I couldn't scratch. I can shoot a little pool
too; but when it comes to balk line billiards I expect I'd be a dub
among your crowd."

"Refreshing modesty!" says Mr. Robert. "What I had in mind, however,
was that you might wait here for the message from Nixon, while I attend
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