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"I gotcha," announced Bross, upon prolonged and painful analysis. "How?" asked P. Sybarite, who had fallen to thinking of other matters. "I mean, I just dropped to your high-sign to mind my own business. All right, P.S. Far be it from me to wanta pry into your Past. Besides, I 'm scared to never can tell what I'll turn up like, f'rinstance, Per " "Steady!"
Patent carpet-sweepers by these greenwood chaps, housemaid's boxes it'll be a pleasure to fall over rich coloured house-flannels. Zzzz. Pails, f'rinstance. Hang 'em up on the walls like warming-pans. All the polishes and things in such tins you'll want to cuddle 'em, George! See the notion? 'Sted of all the silly ugly things we got."...
His business talks were the old-fashioned kind, beginning: "Well, now, looka here. Take, f'rinstance, your raw hides and leathers." But Ben and George didn't want to take, f'rinstance, your raw hides and leathers. They wanted, when they took anything at all, to take golf, or politics, or stocks. They were the modern type of businessman who prefers to leave his work out of his play.
"But if he didn't, then he wouldn't," said William vehemently. "But when a man really loves a girl he will. Now, you take a man like that and he can generally do just about anything the girl he loves wants him to. Say, f'rinstance, she wants him to love her even more than he does already or almost anything like that and supposin' she asks him to. Well, he would go ahead and do it.
Dickie, flushed, his hair at wild odds with composure, was going over the bill. In the midst of his calculations the man would interrupt him with a plump dirty forefinger pounced upon the paper. "Wassa meanin' of this item, f'rinstance? Highway robbery, thassa meanin' of it. My wife take breakfast in her room? I'd like to see her try it!" Sheila went upstairs.
He talked with French and English and Italian buyers noblemen, many of them commissioned by their countries to get American-made supplies. And now, when he said to Ben or George, "Take f'rinstance your raw hides and leathers," they listened with respectful attention. And then began the gay dog business in the life of Jo Hertz.
For all you know, Verman, it might be sumpthing like this: well, f'rinstance, s'pose I was standin' here, and you were over there, sort of like the way you are now, and I says, 'Hello, Verman! and then I'd go on and tell you there was sumpthing I was goin' to get you to do; and you'd say you wouldn't do it, even before you heard what it was, why where'd be any sense to THAT? For all you know, I might of been goin' to get you to eat a five-cent bag o' peanuts."
"I got idees," he said darkly to the cigar, deepening our dread. He pocketed his cigar-cutter and spoke again. "We got to learn all the rotten little game first. See, F'rinstance, we got to get samples of all the blessed wines there are and learn 'em up. Stern, Smoor, Burgundy, all of 'em! She took Stern to-night and when she tasted it first you pulled a face, Susan, you did. I saw you.
"So much the worse for trading," I said. "It's the sort of thing everybody does. After all, there's no harm in the stuff and it may do good. It might do a lot of good giving people confidence, f'rinstance, against an epidemic. See? Why not? don't see where your swindle comes in." "H'm," I said. "It's a thing you either see or don't see."
"F'rinstance, when you first came, I always thought of you as 'Milady' when I wrote that poem, you know." "Ess. Boo'fums." "But now I don't," he said. "Now I think of you by another name when I'm alone. It it just sort of came to me.
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