He had a young fel ow with him in a private's uniform whose name was Johnson. When he came back into the salon he almost had a fight with Stevens, who, after an argument about the Peace Conference, suddenly hauled off with his fists clenched and cal ed him a goddam fairy. He was an aviator. Nobody knows the address, nobody knows the phone-number, said Charley.
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