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Galusha gazed at him uncomprehendingly. "Why ah Dear me!" he faltered. "I that is well, really, I fear I do not fully grasp your ah meaning, Mr. Pulcifer." Raish seemed to find this amusing. He laughed aloud. "No reason why you should yet awhile, Perfessor," he declared. "I'll try to get it across to you in a minute, though. What I asked was if you wanted to make money. Do, don't you?"
"He and ah Captain Hallett, is it? Yes ah thank you. He and the captain seemed to be having a lengthy argument about about well, I'm not exactly certain what it was about. You see, I was examining a ah tomb" here Primmie shivered "and paid little attention. It seemed to be something about some ah stock they both owned. Mr. Pulcifer wished to sell and Captain Hallett did not care to buy."
He'd do anything for me, that old owl would." And, perhaps, because it was given forth with such authority from the Pulcifer Mount Sinai, the fact that Bangs was very poor and was living at Gould's Bluffs because of that poverty came to be accepted in East Wellmouth as a settled fact.
Well, bring him into the dinin' room and tell him I'll be right there. Humph!" she added, after Primmie had departed, "I wonder what Raish Pulcifer wants to see me about. I can't imagine, but I guess it isn't likely to be very important. I'll be back in a few minutes, Mr. Bangs."
An alibi's a nice thing to have in the house, Perfessor. Hey? Haw, haw, haw! Yes, sir-ee! In case there's any talk they won't be able to pin much on your Uncle Raish, not much they won't." He nudged the Bangs' ribs and walked off, chuckling. Galusha, too, smiled as he watched him go. Both he and Mr. Pulcifer seemed to find amusement in the situation.
By the time Galusha returned from his walk he was in what might be described as a state of mind. As he entered the Phipps' gate he met some one coming down the path toward it. That some one, it developed, was no less a person than Mr. Horatio Pulcifer. Raish and Galusha had not encountered each other for some time, weeks, in fact, and Mr.
Usually the discourse ended with a suggestion that if the listener should ever think of investing a little money in real estate "that'll be wuth gold dollars to you yes, sir, gold dollars " he, Horatio G. Pulcifer, would be willing to point out and exhibit just the particular bit of real estate to invest in. He did not reach the climax this time, however.
Pulcifer," he said, "I appreciate your kindness in ah considering me in this matter. I it is impossible for me to accept your offer, of course, but but " "Now, hold on, Perfessor. You think that offer over." "No, I cannot accept. But it has occurred to me that perhaps... perhaps... Mr. Pulcifer, do you know Miss Hoag?" "Hey? Marietta Hoag? KNOW her?
And there's some one with him, or coming after him. It looks like Yes, it's Raish Pulcifer." Miss Hallett was very much distressed. "Oh, dear, dear, dear!" she cried. "If father finds us there will be another dreadful time. And I wouldn't have Raish Pulcifer see and hear it, of all people in the world. Oh, WHAT made father come? Nelson, can't we run away before he gets here?
"Yes yes, it looked so. I should scarcely conceive of the Almighty's wishing to remain there long." "Eh?" "Oh, it's not material. Pardon me. I inquired of the young man in charge of the ah station." "Nelse Howard? Yes, sure." "You know him, then?" Mr. Pulcifer laughed. "Say," he observed, patronizingly, "there's mighty few folks in this neighborhood I don't know. You bet that's right!"
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