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>Then Mr. McKee turned and continued on out the door. Taking my hat from the chandelier, I followed.

>"Come to lunch some day," he suggested, as we groaned down in the elevator.

>"Where?"

>"Anywhere."

>"Keep your hands off the lever," snapped the elevator boy.

>"I beg your pardon," said Mr. McKee with dignity, "I didn't know I was touching it."

>"All right," I agreed, "I'll be glad to."

>. . . I was standing beside his bed and he was sitting up between the sheets, clad in his underwear, with a great portfolio in his hands.