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The junction of three bodies of troops on the table-land of New Granada spread through all that part of America occupied by the Spaniards the news of an immensely rich and populous country which remained to be conquered. Sebastian de Belalcazar marched from Quito by way of Popayan to Bogota; Nicholas Federmann, coming from Venezuela, arrived from the east by the plains of Meta.

"Now, if you would got it a partner with backing, y'understand, you wouldn't never got to be short again." With this introductory sentence, Noblestone launched out upon a series of persuasive arguments, which only ended when Morris Perlmutter had promised to lunch with Zudrowsky, Harry Federmann and Noblestone at Wasserbauer's Café and Restaurant the following afternoon at one o'clock.

Noblestone waggled his head from side to side and made inarticulate expressions of sympathy through his nose. "How could you marry off your daughter to a schafskopf like Federmann?" he asked. "It was a love match, Noblestone," Zudrowsky explained. "She falls in love with him, and he falls in love with her.

"Cohen and me got these here fixtures for fifteen years already, and you could more expect them tables and racks they should know the cloak and suit business as Harry Federmann. They ain't neither of 'em got no brains, Noblestone, and that's what I want you to get for Harry, some young feller with brains, even though he ain't worth much money." "Believe me, Mr. Zudrowsky," Noblestone replied.

"If Potash lost so much money as all that, I wouldn't consider him at all. One thing you got to remember, Noblestone. Me, I am putting up five thousand dollars for Harry Federmann, and what that feller don't know about business, Noblestone, you could take it from me, would make even you a millionaire, if you would only got it in your head."

So naturally he ain't no business man, y'understand, because you know as well as I do, Noblestone, a business man ain't got no time to fool away on such nonsense." "Sure, I know," Noblestone agreed. "But what makes Federmann so dumb? He's been in the cloak and suit business all his life, ain't he?" "What's that got to do with it?" Zudrowsky exclaimed.

"Well, Harry Federmann ain't that kind, Potash," Noblestone went on. "He's been a cutter and a designer and everything you could think of in the cloak and suit business. Also the feller's got good backing. He's married to old man Zudrowsky's daughter and certainly them people would give him a whole lot of help." "What people do you mean?" Abe asked. "Zudrowsky & Cohen," Noblestone answered.

The resistance he met with during a whole year in the province de los Choques, put an end, in 1537, to this memorable expedition. Nicolas Federmann and Geronimo de Ortal , who went from Macarapana and the mouth of the Rio Neveri, followed the traces of Jorge de Espira.

By a quarter to two Abe and Morris had passed from business matters to family affairs, and after they had exchanged cigars and the conversation had reached a stage where Morris had just accepted an invitation to dine at Abe's house, Noblestone and Zudrowsky entered, with Harry Federmann bringing up in the rear.

"Do I got to starve, Mr. Who's-this I lost your card just because I was fool enough to take up your proposition yesterday? I should of known better in the first place." "But this here young feller, Mr. Federmann, got detained uptown," Zudrowsky explained. "His wife got took suddenly sick." "Why, she may have to have an operation," Noblestone said in a sudden burst of imaginative enthusiasm.