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"What is it?" exploded the shocked Ersten. "You say he says he will come back to work in this place, but he won't do it! That is foolishness!" "No, it isn't," insisted Johnny. "Now listen carefully. Schnitt says: 'I have come back to work. You say: 'In this place? Schnitt says: 'Yes. Then you tell him that he must take a month to rest up his eyes."
Whatever affairs Johnny had in hand just now he might carry through unmolested, for Gresham was busy with larger plans for his future undoing. Johnny Gamble was waiting at the store when Louis Ersten came down the next morning. Mr. Ersten walked in with a portentous frown on his brow and began to take off his coat as he strode back toward the cutting room.
But it is no less true that, as respects a higher power and a future state, man, in the language of Goethe's scoffing friend, "bleibt stets von gleichem Schlag, Und ist so wunderlich als wie am ersten Tag." The history of Catholicism strikingly illustrates these observations.
He had timed this to a nicety, hoping to arrive just after the greetings were over and before the game had begun, and he accomplished that purpose; for, with the well-thumbed cards lying between them and three half-emptied steins of beer on the table, Ersten was opposite a pink-faced man with curly gray hair, whose clothes sat upon his slightly portly person with fashion-plate precision.
The lyric "vision," that is to say, the experience, thought, emotion which gives its peculiar quality to lyric verse, making it "simple, sensuous, passionate" beyond other species of poetry, is always marked by freshness, by egoism, and by genuineness. To the lyric poet all must seem new; each sunrise "herrlich wie am ersten Tag."
But it is no less true that, as respects a higher power and a future state, man, in the language of Goethe's scoffing fiend, "bleibt stets von gleichem Schlag, Und ist so wunderlich als wie am ersten Tag." The history of Catholicism strikingly illustrates these observations.
"Must it take a month, Heinrich?" implored Ersten, taking the cue. "Well, how soon you move?" inquired Schnitt. "I don't promise I move!" flared Ersten. "I never come back " "Till his eyes are better," hastily interrupted Johnny. "Look here, you fellows! You're balling up this rehearsal! Now let's get together. Schnitt, you'll come back to work in this place, won't you?"
"This is the place I have in mind, Mr. Ersten." "They come to me where I am," insisted Ersten, refusing to look, with unglazed eyes. "You have no such show-windows," persisted Johnny. "My customers know my goods inside." "There's a big light gallery twice the size of your present workrooms."
At exactly five-thirty Ersten emerged from the wine-room with Kurzerhosen. "Hello, Louis!" hailed the waiting Close. "Jump into the taxi here, and I'll take you down to your train." Ersten and Kurzerhosen looked at each other. "Always we walk," declared Ersten. "There's room for both of you," laughed Close, shaking hands with Kurzerhosen. Ersten sighed.
Johnny walked into the Lofty establishment with the feeling of a Napoleon. "How much will you give me for the Ersten lease?" he suggested out of a clear sky. Young Willis Lofty sighed in sympathy with his bank-account. "Have you really secured it?" he asked. "I'm the winner," Johnny cheerfully assured him. "If it's too much I'll build that tunnel," warned Lofty. "Make me an offer."
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