The Port of Missing Men by Meredith Nicholson
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affair last year and checkmated me. He carries his wares to the best
buyers--Berlin and St. Petersburg. So there's a woman, is there? I've found that there usually is!" "There's a very charming young American girl, to be more exact." The old man growled and eyed Armitage sharply, while Armitage studied the photograph. "I hope you are not meditating a preposterous marriage. Go back where you belong, make a proper marriage and wait--" "Events!" and John Armitage laughed. "I tell you, sir, that waiting is not my _forte_. That's what I like about America; they're up and at it over there; the man who waits is lost." "They're a lot of swine!" rumbled Von Stroebel's heavy bass. "I still owe allegiance to the Schomburg crown, so don't imagine you are hitting me. But the swine are industrious and energetic. Who knows but that John Armitage might become famous among them--in politics, in finance! But for the deplorable accident of foreign birth he might become president of the United States. As it is, there are thousands of other offices worth getting--why not?" "I tell you not to be a fool. You are young and--fairly clever--" Armitage laughed at the reluctance of the count's praise. "Thank you, with all my heart!" |
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