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Mortgage deed on certain lands described herein." "That's it," said Orde. Lambert looked up over his spectacles. "I want to renew the note for another year," Orde explained. "Can't do it," replied Lambert, removing and folding the glasses. "Why not?" "Mr. Heinzman gave me especial instructions in regard to this matter just before his daughter was taken sick.
Proctor and Heinzman are slower than molasses about everything, and mean as pusley, and Johnson's up in the air, the way he always is, for fear some one's going to do him." "It isn't a bad outlook," admitted Newmark. But Heinzman offered a new problem for Orde's consideration. "I haf talked with Proctor," said he, "and ve like your scheme.
Everything: his property, his social position, his daughter's esteem, which the old fool holds higher than any of them. You could put me in the pen, perhaps with Heinzman's testimony. But the minute Heinzman appears on the stand, I'll land him high and dry and gasping, without a chance to flop." He paused a moment to puff at his cigar.
He departed for Lansing as soon as the Assembly opened, and almost immediately became lost in one of those fierce struggles of politics not less bitter because concealed. Heinzman was already on the ground. Newmark had the shadow of right on his side, for he applied for the charter on the basis of the river improvements already put in by his firm.
How responsible are you financially?" "Well, we're investing seventy-five thousand dollars or so." Heinzman rubbed his thumb and forefinger together and wafted the imaginary pulverisation away. "Worth that for a judgment," said he. He allowed a pause to ensue. "If you vill give a bond for the performance of your contract," pursued Heinzman, "that vould be satisfactory."
After a moment he arose and quietly walked toward the open window. Just as he reached the casement and looked out, a man looked in. The two stared at each other not two feet apart. "Good Lord! Heinzman!" cried Orde in a guarded voice. He stepped decisively through the window, seized the German by the arm, and drew him one side. "What are you doing here?" he demanded.
Heinzman was trembling violently as though from a chill. "Dake me somewheres," he whispered hoarsely. "Somewheres quick. I haf broke quarantine, and dey vill be after me." "The place for you is at your own house," said Orde, his anger rising. "What do you mean by coming here and exposing my house to infection?"
"I have executed here the contract, and the bonds secured by Mr. Orde's and my shares of stock in the new company," he explained. "It is only necessary that you affix your signature and summon the required witnesses." Heinzman reached his hands for the papers, beaming over his glasses at the two young men. As he read, however, his smile vanished, and he looked up sharply.
His eyes burned bright as though from some internal fire. A great restlessness possessed him. Impulsively Orde leaned forward to touch his hand. It was dry and hot. "What is it, Heinzman?" he asked quietly, fully prepared for the vagaries of a half delirium. "Ach, Orde!" cried the German, "I am tortured mit HOLLENQUALLE what you call? hell's fire.
And now you'd better get home where you can be taken care of. You're sick." "No, no, my friend," said Heinzman, vigourously shaking his head. "She might take the disease. She might die. It vas noble." He shuddered. "My Mina left to die all alone!" Orde rose to his feet with decision. "That is all right," said he. "Carroll was glad of the chance. Now let me get you home."
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