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There followed a dense silence, in the midst of which old Johnson looked up from the book in which he was entering a long, long list of items on the wrong side of the profit and loss account, and jerked his lean thumb angrily in the direction of Applerod. "Ask him," he said.
It bore but two words: "Trimmer's Addition." Applerod, holding his broadcloth tight about him to keep it from yellow contamination as a car rumbled by, looked and wiped his glasses and looked again, then, highly excited, he called Bobby to him. "Why didn't you tell me of this?" he demanded, pointing to the sign. Bobby, happy in sweater and high boots and liberal decorations of clay, only laughed.
Applerod was about to leave the room in deep dejection when Johnson, with a sudden happy inspiration, called him back. "I think I know where you can buy five thousand," said Johnson; "but you will have to hurry to get it." "Where?" asked Applerod eagerly, while Bobby went to the window to conceal his broad smiles.
"And what would be the return?" asked Bobby without blinking at these big figures, and proud of his attitude, which, while conservative, was still one of openness to conviction. Applerod invited him with much enthusiasm. "We get ten building lots to the acre, turning one hundred and twenty acres into one thousand two hundred lots.
Johnson," said Applerod with great dignity, "this office does not belong to you. I have as much right here " Mr. Johnson, taking a trot around Bobby's desk so as to get Mr. Applerod between him and the door, made a threatening demonstration toward the rear, and Applerod, suddenly deserting his dignity, rushed out.
"So would I," said Bobby soberly, and he had but very little more to say until the chauffeur stopped at Bobby's own door, where puffy old Applerod, who had been next to Johnson in his usefulness to old John Burnit, stood nervously awaiting him on the steps. "Terrible, sir! Terrible!" spluttered Applerod the moment he caught sight of Bobby. "This open defiance of Mr.
The streets of the Applerod Addition were quickly washed with their own white covering and dried, and immediately with this break-up began the great advertising campaign.
Applerod stood thereby to gain about seventy-six thousand dollars over and above the price he had paid for his twenty acres; and, moreover, Bobby had decided to call the improved tract the Applerod Addition!
"Thanks," said Bobby, and whirled out of the door, followed by the disconsolate Applerod. At the office of Miles, Eddy and Company better luck awaited them. Yes, that firm had secured possession of the Westmarsh ninety-two acres. Yes, the property was listed for sale, having been bought strictly for speculative purposes. And its figure? The price was now three hundred dollars per acre.
Applerod, but they are very valuable men and should have no difficulty in placing themselves advantageously. In fact, I shall be glad to aid them in securing new positions." "The thing is an outrage!" exclaimed Bobby with passion. "My dear Mr. Burnit, it is business," said Mr. Trimmer coldly, and, turning, went deliberately into his own room, leaving Bobby standing in the middle of the floor.
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