"No," said Merriam. "Leave it, please."
She walked out of the room and closed the door.
CHAPTER XX
AN EVENTFUL SUPPER PARTY
Though Margery had closed the door Merriam could hear practically everything that went on in the adjoining room--as one commonly can in an apartment.
"Get the food from the ice chest, will you, Marge?" cried Jennie, in tones whose gaiety sounded genuine. "I'll set out the drinks. Let's have a cocktail to start with, Mr.----"
She interrupted herself:
"What's your first name?"
"Well," said Crockett, "one of my first names is Henry."
"Then I'll call you 'Harry.' I hate last names--and 'Mister' and 'Miss'!"