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Updated: June 26, 2025
When the evening came, it might be feared they would not be in just the state of mind and body to entertain company. One would like to give a party now and then, if one could be a billionaire. "Antoine, I am going to have twenty people to dine to-day." "Biens, Madame." Not a word or thought more about it, but get home in season to dress, and come down to your own table, one of your own guests.
"Don't be an ass!" snapped the Billionaire. "Get up and come along. The sooner we have this thing under way, the better." "All right, anything to oblige," conceded Waldron, inwardly stirred by an interest he took good care not to divulge in word or look. "Give me just time for a cold plunge, a few minutes with my masseur and my barber, a bite to eat and "
Far below a sudden crumbling shudder of masonry told the Billionaire not a moment was to be lost, for already one wing of the Administration Building was swaying to its fall. "Quick, Waldron! Quick!" he shouted, in the shrill treble of senility, and ran into the corridor that led to the north wing.
Hardly had he turned his back, when he heard the desk-drawer open, furtively, and knew the Billionaire was taking out the little vial of white tablets, dearer to him than ever the caress of woman to a Don Juan. A moment later, the drawer closed again. "He'll do now, for a while," thought Waldron, with satisfaction. "Let him go the limit, if he likes the fool! The more he takes, the quicker I win.
First thing you know he's thrown up his honest, humdrum position oh, I've seen it hundreds of times and takes to hanging round the customers' rooms down there on La Salle Street, and he makes a little, and makes a little more, and finally he is so far in that he can't pull out, and then some billionaire fellow, who has the market in the palm of his hand, tightens one finger, and our young man is ruined, body and mind.
In either case, I must know the facts. The papers? No truth in those! The finding of the courts? today, they are a by-word and a mockery! All I can trust is the evidence of my own senses; what I hear, and feel, and see. So then " "Then?" gulped the Billionaire, holding the back of his chair in a trembling grasp. "Just this, father.
"Poverty, with love yes, I would choose it. Without love, I never, never can give myself! Never, as long as I live!" The Billionaire, too, stood up. He was shaking, now, as in a palsy, striving to control his rage. His fingers twitched spasmodically, and his eyes burned like firecoals behind those gleaming lenses. Then, as he peered at her, he suddenly went even paler than before.
We return to follow the fortunes of Cosmo Versal's Ark. After he had so providentially picked up the crazed billionaire, Amos Blank, and his three companions, Cosmo ordered Captain Arms to bear away southeastward, bidding farewell to the drowned shores of America, and sailing directly over the lower part of Manhattan, and western Long Island.
"Go on," commanded the Billionaire, in a badgering tone. "What are the processes?" He eyed Herzog as though the man had been an ox, a dog or even some inanimate object, coldly and with narrow-lidded condescension. To him, in truth, men were no more than Shelley's "plow or sword or spade" for his own purpose things to serve him and to be ruled or broken as best served his ends. "Go on!
"First of all," answered the Billionaire, "we'll let this Herzog understand that he's to have a share in the results; that in this, as in everything so far, he's merely a tool and that when tools lose their cutting edge we break 'em. He's a meek devil. We can hold him easily enough." "Right. And then?" asked Waldron. "Then? First of all, a good, big, wide-sweeping publicity campaign.
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