... quarters, hey, Canning? Gad, may move again. Man across the hall—bigger rooms—wants to sublet. Like you to look at 'em sometime, Cousin Isabel. Say, Cousin Isabel, by the bye," he added, expertly putting ice into three glasses, "ran down that chap V. Vivian for you, just now. Fact. Old Sleuth Kerr—catches 'em alive. He's Armistead Beirne's nephew—just turned up ... — V. V.'s Eyes • Henry Sydnor Harrison
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