Red Pepper Burns by Grace S. (Grace Smith) Richmond
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give us something to start with. If I make you mad all the
better - so long as you don't go back to fools like Gardner, who never hesitate to give a fellow like you a sample of what that drug'll do for 'em:" "What are you going to do? I shan't sleep to-night, and I've got to be in the office to-morrow morning." "When's your vacation due?" "Not till week after next." "Arrange to take it now." "I can't. Stillinger's off on his, Monday morning." "Could you have yours now if he waited?" "Yes, but I wouldn't ask him." "I would." Burns took down the receiver of his desk telephone. "Red, stop - I don't want - " Burns paid no attention to him. In five minutes he had the city connection and his man. He stated the case: Chester was in urgent need of taking his vacation without delay, but was not willing to ask the favour of his office associate. He, Burns, his friend's physician, did not scruple to ask it if it |
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