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She spoke with such vehe forward in her chair with such a depth of protest in her wide eyes that Roger was surprised

"Good Lord, I wasn't criticizing Dick I think he's a fine chap Only I don't think a girl ought to be sleeping alone, twenty-five hbor"

"I'o," exclaih "Now tell ins to pu this and other waste countries There are untold es, if only there were a cheap way to get theet excited as Crazy Dutch did and shoot me up! By the way, he told me his name was Otto von Minden"

Charley nodded "I believe he coood family He speaks the finest kind of Berliner Gerer snorted "I'll poor him when I catch hihed "You'd have hard work getting that done Asylums are rare here and every one is fond of the little German I wish I knew asto Germany It must be a wonderful country"

"Did you learn Gere?"

"In High School and the University both I'd like to have had some French too, but there were no native French teachers and I didn't fancy learning French with somebody's accent plus my own On the other hand the German teachers and the courses they offered were fine I feel as if I knew more about Germany than any other country outside the United States"

"So do I," replied Roger, thoughtfully

"I think that instead of getting Crazy Dutch coet to know him," Charley went on "He's so well connected in Gerht prove a valuable acquaintance for you"

Roger, whose wrath against Von Minden had disappeared much to his own astonishment, nodded his head, and once er next observed the inexorable hand of the alarm clock

"I wish I'd never learned to tell time," he said as he rose reluctantly, "and I wish you'd tell me as much about yourself as I've told you about me"

"There's so little to tell," protested Charley

"Oh, there's a great deal to tell," contradicted Roger "The chief thing being why the desert has changed you from a chatterbox to a Sphinx"