Wiles,
insinuatingly.
"Hev you a friend within call?" interrupted the recumbent man gently.
"I don't quite understand!" smiled Mr. Wiles. "Of course any name you
might suggest--"
"Hev you a friend, any chap that you might waltz in here at a moment's
call?" continued the man in bed. "No? Do you know any of them waiters
in the house? Thar's a bell over yan!" and he motioned with his eyes
towards the wall, but did not otherwise move his body.
"No," said Wiles, becoming slightly suspicious and wrathful.
"Mebbe a stranger might do? I reckon thar's one passin' in the hall.
Call him in,--he'll do!"
Wiles opened the door a little impatiently, yet inquisitively, as
Dobbs passed. The man in bed called out, "Oh, stranger!" and, as Dobbs
stopped, said, "Come yar."
Dobbs entered a little timidly, as was his habit with strangers.
"I don't know who you be--nor care, I reckon," said the stranger. "This
yer man"--pointing to Wiles--"is Wiles. I'm Josh Sibblee of Fresno,
Member of Congress from the 4th Congressional District of Californy.
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