The Definite Object - A Romance of New York by Jeffery Farnol
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blushed in striped and spotted splendour, of vivid-hued ties and of
handkerchiefs with flaming borders. From shop to shop Spike led him and, having a free hand, bought right royally, commanding that their purchases be sent around hotfoot to Mulligan's. Thus Spike ordered, and Mr. Ravenslee dutifully paid, marvelling that so much might be bought for so little. "I guess that's about all the fixings you'll need, Geoff!" said Spike, as they elbowed their way along the busy avenue. "Well," answered Mr. Ravenslee, as he filled his pipe, "it will certainly take me some time to wear 'em out--especially those shirts!" "They sure are dandies, Geoff! Yes, those shirts are all to the lollipops, but say, you made a miscue gettin' them black shoes," and here Spike turned to stare down at his companion's newly acquired footwear. "Why not buy the yellow boys I rustled up for you. They sure were some shoes!" "They were indeed, Spike." "Gee, but it must feel good t' be able t' buy whatever you want!" sighed Spike dreamily. "Some day I mean to have a wad big enough t' choke a cow--but I wish I had it right now!" "What would you do with it?" "Do with it! Well, say, first off I'd--I'd buy Hermy them roses--th' whole lot," and he pointed where, among the pushcarts drawn up against the curb, was one where roses bloomed, filling the air with their |
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