I will tell you mine first." It was wonderful how thoroughly he understood the Dutchman.
"Vell, vot is it ?" Otto had sniffed something unusual in the atmosphere and was on the defensive.

When there was only one to deal with he sometimes had his way; never when they were leagued together.
"I propose," continued O'Day, "to turn this whole floor into the sort of a room one could live in--like many of the great halls I have seen abroad--and I think we have enough material to make a success of it, plenty of space in which to put everything where it belongs.

Leave that big chair where I have placed it, throw some rugs on the floor, nail the stuffs and tapestries to the walls, fasten the brackets and sconces and appliques on top of them, filled with candles, and hang the lanterns and church lamps to the rafters.

When I finish with it, you will have a room to which your customers will flock." Kling, bewildered, followed the play of O'Day's fingers in the air as if he were already placing the ornaments and hangings with which his mind was filled.
"Vell, vot ve do vid de stuff dot's comin'-- all dem sideboards and chairs and de pig tables?
Ve ain't got de space." "Half of them will go here, and the balance we will pile away on the top floor.

When these are sold then we'll bring down the others--always keeping up the character of the room.