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I asks . `` There 's no telling , '' says Babe . And with that we swaps grins . `` Oh , I say , Torchy , '' calls out Mr. Robert , as I 'm reachin ' for my hat here the other noon , `` you do n't happen to be going up near the club on your way to luncheon , do you ? '' `` Not today , '' says I. `` I 'm lunchin ' with the general staff . '' `` Oh ! '' says he , grinnin ' .