He's one of your hosts.

The other one is Mr.Still; in the corner of the bed; the intelligent-looking youth.

The others don't matter." "Glad to know you, Thayer," said Jack Innes in a deep, jovial voice.
"Hope you can find a place to sit down.

I guess that bed near you will hold one more without giving way." Clint somewhat embarrassedly crowded on to a corner of the bed and Amy perched himself on an arm of the Morris chair.

A smallish, clever-looking fellow across the room said: "You're a punk introducer, Amy.