Five Thousand an Hour : how Johnny Gamble won the heiress by George Randolph Chester
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"I see it!" he ejaculated. "You put this job up to make me sell my
lease!" Johnny looked him in the eye with a frank smile. "Of course I did," he confessed. "I didn't know either you or Schnitt until yesterday." Ersten knit his bristling brows, but presently grinned. "You're a smart young man," he complimented. "But I don't promise Schnitt I move." "Certainly not," agreed the smart young man, and mopped his brow. The fight was won! "Here is exactly what you must say"--and he went patiently over the entire dialogue again, word by word. Ersten listened carefully with frowns at some parts. "Well, I try it," he dubiously promised. They were in front of Schoppenvoll's now; and Johnny, noting Ersten's fretfulness, proved himself a keen student of psychology by suggesting: "I'm thirsty for that special drink of yours, Ersten; but suppose we put it off till after I've brought Schnitt." "Oh, well, if you say so," returned Ersten with poorly assumed indifference. "It's as fine as a frog's feather!" Johnny assured Heinrich Schnitt |
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