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Feist with the English equivalent for a bowstring, since he had printed a disagreeable story about Miss Donne, and was, besides, a very offensive sort of person in appearance and manner. There had always been a certain directness about Logotheti's view of man's rights. He went to see Mr.
Hello! how's my friend, the picture king?" "Rotten," said Mr. Pelz, amiably, shaking hands with a great riding-up of cuff, and seating himself astride a Florentine bench and the leather-embossed arms of the Strozzi family. "Roody, what a way to sit!" "'What a way to sit, she tells me. I'd like to see a fellow sit any way in this room without making a monkey of himself. Am I right, Feist?
'Are you a judge of faces? asked the barrister after a moment. 'Men of business have to be, to some extent, answered Logotheti. 'So do lawyers. What should you say was the matter with that one? It was impossible to doubt that he was speaking of the only abnormal head at the table, and Logotheti looked across the wide table at Mr. Feist for several seconds before he answered.
I'm employing you, and paying you a good salary, and taking a great deal of trouble to have you pushed with letters of introduction where you can see her, and now you come here and tell me you don't know and you can't find out. It won't do, Feist. You're no better than you used to be when you were my secretary last year.
They prove nothing in the way of nationality, unless they are English, Dutch, or French, and even then they don't prove much. I'm an American myself, and I feel sure that Feist either is one or has spent many years in the country, in which case he is probably naturalised. As for his being a spy, I don't think I ever came across one in England.
That's all, Mr. Bamberger. I've nothing more to say about that. There was a sudden vehemence in the young man's tone which portrayed that in spite of his broken nerves he could still be violent. But Isidore Bamberger was not the man to be brow-beaten by any one he employed. He almost smiled when Feist stopped speaking. 'That's all right, he said half good-naturedly and half contemptuously.
Didn't he have two witnesses with him? Or is all that an invention? 'It happened just so. But he's afraid there's some explanation 'Feist, said Isidore Bamberger slowly, 'find out what explanation the man's afraid of, pretty quick, or I'll get somebody who will. It's my belief that he's just a common coward, who takes money from his wife and doesn't care how she gets it.
"Say, I don't deny if I got some day to have a son-in-law, my first choice for him would be Feist." "Roody, the two estates together in one!" "I'm surprised at you, Rosie honest, I'm surprised. Such talk!" Mrs. Pelz took a pinch of his each cheek, tiptoeing to kiss him squarely on the lips. "Go get dressed," she said, "and I'll wait for you."
That's exactly what I mean. I'm much obliged, all the same, but I'm going to give them up, just like that. 'Very well, Logotheti answered. 'I promise not to bring any more. I think you are very wise to make the resolution, if you really think they hurt you though I don't see why they should. Like most weak people who make good resolutions, Mr. Feist did not realise what he was doing.
"That dawg'll kill them sheep," said Daws Dillon aloud. Joel's face was red and his eyes rolled. "Call that damned feist back, I tell ye," he shouted at last. "Hyeh, Rube, git my gun, git my gun!" Rube started for the house, but Chad laughed.
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