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Updated: June 22, 2025
At 7:35 o'clock James Gollop thought he could write better in the privacy of his room where there were no distractions intervened by a lot of fools who should have been born dumb, but were unfortunately gifted with speech that was devoted to subjects that were of no importance at all in comparison with the epistolatory efforts of one James Gollop.
In the meantime Mr. James Gollop was working his Eastern territory. And when Jimmy breezed westward again and heard that the Judge of the Fourth Judicial District was his double he chuckled, laughed, and finally beat his plump legs at what was told him.
He stopped and stared at the floor with a face so frankly troubled and perplexed that the manager for the moment forgot his wrath. The boy in Jimmy Gollop was never more manifest than at that moment. There was something very appealing about him that Falkner could not fail to discern. "Jimmy," he said, gravely, "I'm sorry, but it has to be done. What on earth made you such a fool?
"That," he soliloquized, "is worth knowing; because after I have had a talk with Mary, I'll call upon that human airship or write him a note telling him what one James Gollop thinks about him!"
Somewhat to Jimmy's surprise she laughed as if amused. "No," she said, "I don't think he does know that we are friends. Indeed, I'm rather certain of it. But just the same, if you are such enemies it's not fair for me to show friendship under existing circumstances, is it? See here, Mr. Gollop that's a terrible name!
"O Miss Sharp! if you could but see him this morning," he said "moaning in his flowered dressing-gown writhing on his sofa; if you could but have seen him lolling out his tongue to Gollop the apothecary." "See whom?" said Miss Sharp. "Whom? O whom? Captain Dobbin, of course, to whom we were all so attentive, by the way, last night." "We were very unkind to him," Emmy said, blushing very much.
At exactly seven-thirty that evening Mr. James Gollop reluctantly departed from the street in front of the Martha Putnam hotel, where he had taken up sentry go after convincing himself that MacDougall Alley was dark. "Got to catch my train to San Augustine," he warned himself.
The Actons, Lindleys, Evelyn Barings, Brookfield, Venables interesting party. 16th. Duchess of Argyll's garden party. 17th. The great Canadian case between the Provinces of Ontario and Manitoba was argued for six days before the Judicial Committee. 24th. To Foxholes. On August 11th we went to Strode, to see Mr. Gollop, aetat. 93. 15th, back to Foxholes.
If you ain't " He jerked off his cap, scratched his red head and added "If you ain't For the Lord's sake don't say nothin' " "Jimmy Gollop! A commercial traveler! Me?" the Judge actually spluttered and then, recovering all his overpowering magisterial arrogance, responded loftily, "I am J. Woodworth-Granger, Judge of the Fourth District Court.
It was too late to be a diplomat in behalf of his firm's future business with the Intermountain people; and this boob of a country judge, pompous, slow, egotistical, had been carrying a hatchet for one Jim Gollop ever since he had suffered through the peculiar likeness to this unmentionable candy drummer and Jimmy suddenly grinned, buttoned his coat, cleared his throat and in ponderous dignity bent stiffly forward and said, "I am here!
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