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Bowser was quite worried for fear you had forgotten it, so I gave her your address and told her to write you a note." I had not been conscious of expecting anything from my visit, but at this bit of information I found that I had been building air-castles which had been invisible till they came tumbling about my ears. I could not look for Miss Knapp's company on such an expedition.
Decker was fooled to the tune of about a million dollars this morning. I thought it was rather neat for a clean-up." I thought so, too, and the King of the Street smiled at my exclamations over his cleverness. But my congratulations were cut short as a small dark man pressed his way to the corner where we stood, and whispered in Doddridge Knapp's ear. "Was he sure?" asked the King of the Street.
And she turned away before I could put in another word, and I walked down the room with Mrs. Knapp. "And so Mr. Knapp is coming home to-morrow?" I said. Mrs. Knapp gave me a quick look. "Yes," she said. There was something in her tone that set me to thinking that there was more than I knew behind Mr. Knapp's sudden return. "I hope he is not ill," I said politely. Mrs.
The first thing was Lon Price's corner lot, for which a hundred chances had been sold. Lon had a blueprint showing the very lot; also a picture of a choice dwelling or bungalow, like the one he has painted on the drop curtain of Knapp's Opera House, under the line, "Price's Addition to Red Gap; Big Lots, Little Payments."
At Doddridge Knapp's suggestion I arranged to do my business through three brokers, and added Lattimer and Hobart to Wallbridge, and Bockstein and Eppner. Bockstein greeted me affably: "Velgome to de marget vonce more, Mr. , Mr. "Wilton," said Eppner, assisting his partner in his high, dry voice, with cold civility.
At the end of this harangue I found myself outside the office, with Bockstein's back waddling toward the private room where the partners were to have their last consultation before going to the Board. My check had been honored, then, and Bockstein had assured himself of my solvency. In the rebound from anxiety, I swelled with the pride of a capitalist on Doddridge Knapp's money.
I watched him as he went out, saw him hesitate a little at the door of Knapp's office he wasn't quite sure enough. I knew the man. The instant he made certain, he would act. "The old devil wasn't on terms to attend the reception at the Thornhill place, but I located him in an aisle seat, when I first came from the vestry with my best man.
The questions flashed through my mind in the instant that followed Mrs. Knapp's speech. "How did it turn out?" asked Mrs. Knapp with lively interest. "Did he get back?" I decided promptly on a judicious amount of the truth. "Yes, he got back, boiling with wrath, and loaded to the guards with threats that is, I heard so from my men.
Knapp's operations, are contributing about one hundred thousand dollars a year to his work. Dr. Knapp and his field agents have no difficulty at all in demonstrating that the yield may be doubled, and the cost of production greatly reduced, merely by the application of the most elementary science to agriculture.
Up went Knapp's arms, and down into the creek he stumbled, there to fall on his face. Up again to run a little further; down once more; turned head over heels; up again and out of sight. Kit's heart rose and fell with the little man. What to make of it? was he hard hit? or was he at his eternal fooling once more? He had no time for further questions. He must see to his own line of retreat.
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