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Updated: June 11, 2025
But it was not thus that the nephew and heir of the nabob of Frisco was to travel. No! William W. Kolderup possessed for the requirements of his business quite a fleet of steam and sailing-vessels. He had decided that one of these ships should be "put at the disposal" of Godfrey Morgan, as if he were a prince of the blood, travelling for his pleasure at the expense of his father's subjects.
In short, he was the honour and glory of opulent Frisco the nickname familiarly given by the Americans to the Californian capital. A bid from William W. Kolderup could not but be a serious one.
But then, Uncle Will, the wreck of the Dream?" "Sham!" replied William W. Kolderup, who had never seemed in such a good humour before. "The Dream was quietly sunk by means of her water ballast, according to the instructions I had given Turcott. You thought she sank for good, but when the captain saw that you and Tartlet had got safely to land he brought her up and steamed away.
"If nobody bids we must put the lot back! Once! Twice! "Twelve hundred thousand dollars!" The four words rang through the room like four shots from a revolver. The crowd, suddenly speechless, turned towards the bold man who had dared to bid. It was William W. Kolderup, of San Francisco.
Kolderup will pardon me," said he very politely. "When I took my passage in the Dream, I thought she was going direct to Shanghai, and then I should have reached my country, but I leave her now, and return to San Francisco." Every one, astounded at the apparition, knew not what to answer, and laughingly gazed at the intruder.
"For eighteen months, or two years, or more, if " "If " "If you will let me, and Phina will wait for me." "Wait for you! An intended who intends until he gets away!" exclaimed William W. Kolderup. "You must let Godfrey go," pleaded Phina; "I have thought it carefully over. I am young, but really Godfrey is younger. Travel will age him, and I do not think it will change his taste!
"All right," replied William W. Kolderup, fixing a curious look on his nephew. Then he muttered between his teeth, "The sooner the better." At these last words came a sudden interruption from Phina.
And that is why J. R. Taskinar had come to the auction room among the curious crowd who could not be aware of his designs, why at all points he had prepared his batteries, why before opening fire, he had waited till his opponent had covered the reserve, and why when William W. Kolderup had made his bid of "Twelve hundred thousand dollars!"
There was a preliminary "Ah!" of general stupefaction, then a second "Ah!" of not less general satisfaction. Another bidder had presented himself! There was going to be a fight after all! But who was the reckless individual who had dared to come to dollar strokes with William W. Kolderup of San Francisco? It was J. R. Taskinar, of Stockton.
The only difference was that here the chimney was of ingots of gold. Each time after the capping bid of J. R. Taskinar, William W. Kolderup took a few moments to reflect before he bid again. On the contrary Taskinar burst out like a bomb, and did not seem to require a second to think. "Seventeen hundred thousand dollars!" repeated the auctioneer. "Now, gentlemen, that is a mere nothing!
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