"Tell her she shall have a new silk dress from me, if you keep your wits about you.
Remember, Monday!" The lad sped away at a curt nod of dismissal, and was soon lost in the devil's whirlpool of the Bowery.
But, as Mr.Fritz Braun sedately finished his cosy dinner, he saw strange golden gleams in the blue, wreathing smoke mists of his Perfectos.
"Two hundred thousand; that would be a stake.

And July, too; this lawyer fellow gone.

What a chance! There must be no mistake now! He must lead himself on, now.

One prick of the hidden hook and this fat trout would be off forever I must see Irma and coach her.
Donnerwetter! It's too good to be true.

After all this waiting.
And now I've got to keep my eyes on both the spider and the fly.
Irma is such a tempestuous devil.