[The Boss of Little Arcady by Harry Leon Wilson]@TWC D-Link bookThe Boss of Little Arcady CHAPTER XXI 6/22
She's a good soul, Hyman, bright, and as chatty as she can be." "Ach! That Malke! She goes back right off to De Lancey Street, where she belongs," said the first stranger, plainly irritated. "How did you find the stuff, Hyman ?" "Have you et your supper yet ?" "Yes--'tisn't Kosher, is it? How did you find the stuff ?" "No, it ain't Kosher--nothing ain't Kosher!" "It's a devilish sight worse, though.
How did you find the stuff, Hyman ?" The one called Hyman here seemed to despair of putting off this query. "No good! No good!--not a decent piece in the lot! I pledge you my word as a gentleman I wouldn't pay the freight on it to Fourth Avenue!" Billy remarked that the gentleman said "pletch" for pledge and "afanoo" for avenue. The second stranger, hearing this, at once became strangely cheerful and insisted upon shaking hands with the first one. "Fine, Hyman, fine! I'm delighted to hear you say so.
Your words lift a load of doubt from my mind.
It came to me in there just now that I might be incurring that supper for nothing but my sins!" "Have your choke," said Hyman, a little bitterly. "I have, Hyman, I have had my 'choke'!" said James Walsingham Price, with a glance of disrelish toward the dining room. It seemed clear to Billy Durgin, who reported this interview to me in a manner of able realism, that these men were both crooks of the first water. Billy at once polished his star and cleaned and oiled his new 32-caliber "bull-dog." The promise of work ahead for the right man loomed more brightly than ever before in his exciting career. While I discussed with Miss Caroline, that evening, the unpleasant mystery of her late caller, there came a note from him by messenger.
He offered six hundred and twenty-one dollars for her furniture, the sum being written in large letters, so that it had the effect of being shouted from the page.
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