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WHEN Ottenburg and his host reached the house on Colfax Avenue, they went directly to the library, a long double room on the second floor which Archie had arranged exactly to his own taste. It was full of books and mounted specimens of wild game, with a big writing-table at either end, stiff, old-fashioned engravings, heavy hangings and deep upholstery.
When one of the Japanese boys brought the cocktails, Fred turned from the fine specimen of peccary he had been examining and said, "A man is an owl to live in such a place alone, Archie. Why don't you marry? As for me, just because I can't marry, I find the world full of charming, unattached women, any one of whom I could fit up a house for with alacrity."
"You 're more knowing than I." Archie spoke politely. "I 'm not very wide awake about women. I 'd be likely to pick out one of the uncomfortable ones—and there are a few of them, you know." He drank his cocktail and rubbed his hands together in a friendly way. "My friends here have charming wives, and they don't give me a chance to get lonely. They are very kind to me, and I have a great many pleasant friendships."
Fred put down his glass. "Yes, I 've always noticed that women have confidence in you. You have the doctor's way of getting next. And you enjoy that kind of thing?"
"The friendship of attractive women? Oh, dear, yes! I depend upon it a great deal."
The butler announced dinner, and the two men went downstairs to the dining-room. Dr. Archie's dinners were always good and well served, and his wines were excellent.
"I saw the Fuel and Iron people to-day," Ottenburg said,
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