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Ten months later Tom Mason leaned back against the red plush of the car seat and jingled some coins in his pocket.
"Tell you what, Bye, we really are cleaning up. I hadn't expected anything like this run of engagements. Now suppose you beat it along to Mrs. Lea's and find out what special arrangements she wants made for the musicians tonight and I'll go on to Mrs. Lawlor and see about tomorrow."