Among themselves these young gentlemen call it the Strong Arm Club.

Study over that, Lane.

Do you _get_ it?
I know you do, and that saves me talking until I see red." "Pepper, have you seen my sister--there ?" queried Lane, tensely.
"Yes." "With whom ?" "I'll not say, Lane.

There's no need for that.

I'll give you a key to my rooms, and you can go there--in the afternoons--and paste yourself to my peep-hole, and watch....