“Well, Bob Somers, I certainly am glad you came on to New York with your father. Dad has been talking so much about you Rambler chaps lately that I’ve been simply wild to meet the crowd.” “And three of us are here for your inspection, Jack Lyons,” laughed Bob. “Dave Brandon”--his hand fell on the shoulder of a stout, good-humored-looking boy standing by his side--“is our poet, artist and historian; and this is Tommy, or, perhaps, I’d better say, Mr. Thomas Clifton.”…
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