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Wagner should be glad that he is dead." "Wagner? Who is Wagner?" inquired Mr. Ryan. "No one, no one!" replied Von Barwig, shaking his head, "he did not belong to the Union " "Then he's a scab," remarked Mr. Ryan. Von Barwig looked at him and burst out laughing, the laughter of despair. Pinac and Fico looked at each other.
"Pardon me," said Von Barwig, with quiet dignity, "I can always afford to invite my friends to dinner. I have had lessons all day, ever since early morning. Please, my dear Pinac, and you, Fico, old friend, do not refer to the financial side of our little festivity. It robs it of the zest of enjoyment, of comradeship. Let us eat and drink and be merry!
The car windows rattled noisily and the bells jangled monotonously, as the horses tramped through the snow on their way uptown, but Von Barwig heard them not, for his brain was thronged with thoughts of his darling Hélène and his impending departure to his own country. How could he leave those kind hearts in Houston Street Jenny, Poons, Miss Husted, Fico, Pinac! What would they all say?
Poons saw that it was an effort and determined to sink his pride, so he begged Pinac to help him get something for him to do; anything, anywhere.
As the cognac and cigars were placed on the table Miss Husted rose grandly, and stated that the ladies would now withdraw; whereupon she and Jenny left the room, proudly curtseying themselves out. "La grande dame!" said Pinac as he bowed low to her. The men then talked over their prospects, their hopes, even getting so far as to discuss the opening programme.
The men looked at each other significantly and tried to cheer him up by striking up a song and marching around the room; but they saw that the iron had entered deep, deep into his soul, and that he was thoroughly disheartened. "Come! We go and play; perhaps that will arouse him," whispered Pinac to the others.
Look how the stupid, stupid fellow is holding Skippy! All the blood will rush into his poor little head. The dog, the dog; you foolish fellow; the d-o-g, dog! I can't make him understand. Please tell him, Mr. Pinac." "Hund hund!" shouted Fico to Poons. "Le chien Le chien! Idiot, stupid!" said Pinac.
Galazatti will send over a dinner without extra charge, if we order enough." "I am not hungry," began Fico, but Von Barwig silenced him with a look. "Then please find your appetite at once," he said. They saw it was useless to remonstrate with him and for a moment remained silent, but Pinac determined to make another effort. "You cannot afford such expense," he began. "It is too much."
The question is, what shall we have for dinner, not who shall pay for it?" And then without awaiting a reply, he opened the door and called for Jenny. Pinac and Fico looked at each other. It was evident to them that Miss Husted had exaggerated Von Barwig's poverty, so their spirits rose at once. "Jenny! We take dinner here. Get me the menu, Poons.
"You mean he have get up," suggested Pinac. "Got up!" corrected Jenny. "Yes," replied Fico. "He is got up and out." Poons, who had not quite followed the intricacies of the conversation, went into Von Barwig's room and satisfied himself that his beloved friend was not there. The three men stared at each other. They said nothing, but the expression on their faces denoted anxiety.
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