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Updated: June 23, 2025
"Then I may as well tell you, young man," says Piddie, "that it seems inadvisable for us to grant your request at this time." Hartley indulges in a couple more blinks and then adds: "I trust that I made it clear, Mr. Piddie, how important such an increase was to me?" "No doubt you did," says Piddie, "but you don't get it." "That is er final, is it?" asks Hartley. "Quite," says Piddie.
Mallory was just tryin' to straighten out the mess, when along comes Piddie, with that pointed nose of his in front. Piddie don't ask any questions; he throws a fit. Why, he had Mallory on the carpet for forty minutes by the clock, givin' him the grand roast, and the only time Mallory opens up to tell him how it was he shuts him off with a, "That is sufficient, Mr. Mallory!
Piddie, avoid sending her to the governor." Which was a good hunch too. What Old Hickory would have remarked if them letters had got to him it ain't best to imagine. Besides, that stare of Ruby's would have got on his nerves from the start; for it's the weirdest, emptiest, why-am-I-here look I ever saw outside a nut fact'ry. Kind of a hauntin' look too.
"With a pro-tem. salary, stage money barred?" says I. "Oh, most certainly," says he. "Then I'm the guy," says I. "Good!" says Mr. Robert. "These debentures come in your department. I will notify Mr. Piddie that " "Say, Mr. Robert," says I, grinnin' once more, "I'd break it gentle to Piddie."
"Well, that ain't surprisin', is it, Piddie?" says I. "You don't suppose we can talk over big affairs like ours out here, do you? Keep your ear off the keyhole, too!" And with that I goes in chipper and cheerful. The minute I gets through the last door, though, I feels the frost in the air. Mr. Ellins, he lets me wait long enough for the chill to strike in, while he signs a basketful of letters.
"I don't mean to say I value that book psychology rigamarole very highly myself. Cost us five hundred, too. But I've had an eye on that young man's work ever since, and it hasn't been brilliant. This bond summary is a sample. It's a mess." "I don't doubt it!" says I. "But if I'd been Piddie I think I'd have hung the assignment for that on some other hook than Hollis's.
First thing I knew, though, Piddie was havin' star-chamber sessions with a seedy-lookin' piker that wore an actor's overcoat and a brunette collar that looked like it had been wished onto his neck about last Thanksgivin'. They'd get together in a corner of the reception room and whisper away for half an hour on a stretch.
"Was that a bluff about buildin' that hotel?" says I after awhile. "Well," says Mr. Ellins, "not exactly; but I think I shall present the Restorium with a pipe organ instead." Course it was a cinch; but Piddie ain't got done wonderin' yet how I did it. I can tell that by the puzzled way he has of lookin' me over when he thinks I ain't noticin'.
"I regret to say it, Torchy," says he, "but someone ought to have an eye on that boy." "Oh, come, Piddie!" says I. "Not Vincent! Why, he's a model youth. You've always said so yourself polite, respectful, washes behind the ears, takes home his pay envelope uncracked to mother, all that sort of thing. Why the mournful headshake over him now?"
So Old Hickory merely shrugs his shoulders and presses the button for Piddie. I expect he hears a similar tale about once a month and as a rule he comes across with a job for sonny boy.
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