Chapter 22
Afraid Ive spoiled your beauty sleep, Myron, said the visitor. Sorry, but Ive been up so long I forgot how early it was. What-what are you doing over here? gasped Myron. Looking for you, of course, replied Andrew easily as he seated himself on the bed. Nice quarters youve got. Next time, though, I wish youd locate further up on the alphabet. Its a long way to the Ms! Are you crazy or-or am I? asked Myron helplessly. Neither, I hope, answered the visitor calmly. You see, I set out to find you on the telephone and had to call up about twenty hotels before I got the right one. I started with the As and you, as it happened, were among the Ms. What did you want to find me for? Who sent you? Well, I suppose you might say that Joe sent me. At least, he had the idea first. After that, I sort
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