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"I guess we better not talk any more, A. A.," said Nicklestick, deprecatingly. Presently he leaned close to Percival's ear and whispered: "Miss Clinton is looking very fine today, isn't she?" Receiving no reply, he waited a moment and then went on: "Landover is a very lucky dog, eh?" Failing again, he was silent for some time. His next effort was along a totally different line.
Nicklestick and two or three other men were grouped on the after-deck early one morning decrying the brainless scheme to build a camp out there in the open. Their audience included several women, among them Mrs. Spofford, Ruth Clinton, Madame Careni-Amori, Madame Obosky, Mrs. Block and a couple of loquacious Rio Janeiro ladies. Percival bore down upon this group.
Spofford owns quite a block of stock in our institution, so I considered it my duty to put a flea in her ear, if you see what I mean." "Certainly, certainly," said Mr. Nicklestick. "She should have been very grateful," said Mr. Block. Mr. Landover frowned. "I'm going to speak to her again as soon as she has regained her strength and composure. Nerves all shot to pieces, you understand.
Why, this fellow would simply laugh in his face." "Just, as he is laughing in yours at this moment, Mr. Landover," pursued Mr. Fitts pleasantly. "The damned rascal," said Mr. Landover, and stalked away. "There goes one of the biggest figures in the United States," said Mr. Nicklestick, looking after the banker. His remark was addressed to Mr. Fitts. "I wish I had his brains."
Thrice again the exultant yells echoed across the plain, and then out leaped another excited figure. It was Nicklestick the Jew. "Come on! Come on! Ve got to light the bonfires! Come on! I got the matches! Vait! Vait! Let's vait while we take off our hats a minute, boys, take them off to our baby's father, Jimmy Cruise. No cheers!" A hush fell over the crowd.
Everything distorted, er shot to pieces, as I say. I dare say I should have had more sense than to er ahem! two or three days' rest, that's what she needs, poor thing." "Absolutely," said Mr. Nicklestick. "You can't tell a woman anything when she's upset," said Mr. Block, feelingly. "Miss Clinton is a very charming young lady," said Mr. Nicklestick, giving his moustache a slight twist.
He doesn't look like a bad man, does he?" And so on and so forth, as the day went along. Masculine strollers had very decided opinions about him. Mr. Landover, the banker, stopped to discuss the toiling menial with Mr. Nicklestick, Mr. Block and Mr. Fitts. "He ought to be in irons," said Mr. Landover, glowering at Percival. "That's what I told the Captain a little while ago.
If he misses you, he'll get me sure, it's so dark, and so help me God, I got nothing but the deepest respect for Captain Trigger. He's a vonderful man, steward. Don't make any mistake. You hear me say he is a vonderful man? Veil, " "Oh, shut up, Nicklestick," grated Landover, crouching down behind the gentleman addressed. The steward sat down.
He hesitated a moment before accosting them. Nicklestick, the Jew, was excitedly retailing the news to them. He went so far as to declare that he could see land quite clearly, and so could they if they would only look exactly where he was pointing. He claimed to have been one of the very first men on board to see the land. Ruth was hatless.
There were certain people who regarded the great banker as an apostle, a man to follow, to be imitated, such men as Block, Nicklestick and a few others. Was he not one of the great financial geniuses of the day? Was he not a power, a tremendous power, in the banking world? Was he not a man who understood how to transform a dollar into a business block almost over-night?
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