“Did he hear you already?” Truett asked.

  “Yea, we played Alley Cat on TV,” Dennis said. “The girls dug it.”

   “Well, don't worry about bringing your instruments,” Truett said. “I think he's got a pretty good idea of your talent.”

   “Have you got the acetate of Alley Cat?” Dennis asked.

   “Yea, but I don't have but one copy,” Truett said. “We'll have to have it copied at the studio if he wants one.”

   “Okay,” Dennis said. “I'll have 'em ready...yea…okay...goodnight.” He hung up the handset.”

   He jumped out of the phonebooth a...

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