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Von Sunday night I say I go home and take my vife and my cheeldon and I go to t'eater. Ven I go to put de key into de door here comes a customer een, and I sell 'eem tventy-fife tollars feeften tollars brofit. I vould haf lostet dot feeften tollars and vat I vould haf paid to go to t'eater eef I had closed op. "'Besides, here at dis place all de family helps.
Ven I buy, I buy, and it is mine to keep. Ven I sell, I sell, and dot's nobody's business." Pickert bit his lip. His bluff had failed. He must go about it in another way, if Rosenthal's customer, who owned the lace, was to regain possession before the New Year set in. "Well, then, sell it to me," he snarled. "No, I don't sell it to you. Not if you give me tventy times tventy tollars.
See the fortune now, don't you?" "Perhaps I toes, und maybe I ton't," replied Hanz, relieving his mouth of the pipe. "I shees t' shand, und I shees t' tirty tollars how I know where he comes from, eh?" Hanz began to have his suspicion aroused, and to feel that he had got into queer company.
"How could I? I didn't know if I wanted to paint her." "My goodness! Don't you know if you vant three thousand tollars?" Stanwell surveyed his cigarette. "No, I'm not sure I do," he said. Shepson flung out his hands. "Ask more den but do it quick!" he exclaimed. Left to himself, Stanwell stood in silent contemplation of the canvas on which the dealer had riveted his reproachful gaze.
The bedstead was soon taken down and removed to Mr. Swartz's store. "Sharge one huntred tollars for dat pedstead," he remarked to his clerk as soon as it had arrived. While he was rejoicing at the good speculation he had made, the soldier's wife sat on a box in her room feeding her half famished children.
"Te pedstead is forty tollars; te chairs is three tollars apiece; te taple is twenty tollars; and to washstand is fourteen," he replied. "And how much will that amount to, altogether?" she asked. "Eighty-six tollars," he responded. "Can you take no less, sir?" she asked. "No, ma'am," he answered. "I have put one brice, and if you don't vant to pay it you can leave it."
Dirty days is der price, or fifteen tollars." "Is dat straight, or a game you givin' me?" "It's der pest tip you efer had. I gif it to you pecause I pelief you are not so bad as der rest. Und pecause you gan visl 'Der Freischütz' bezzer dan I myself gan. Don't run against any more bolicemans aroundt der corners, but go away from town a few tays. Good-pye."
I understand no legal domicile, but lead a wandering life. Have you many of these watches for sale?" "Yees I haf asht many as twenty. Dey are as sheep as dirt, and go like pig clocks." "And what may be your price for this?" "Dat you can haf for only eight tollars. Effery poty wilt say it is golt, dat doesn't know petter."
Schimmelpodt, a wealthy old German contractor, rose from his seat, shouting hoarsely: "Bresgott I gif fifdy tollars by dot Athletic Committee bis you win der game vor Gridley!" The offer brought a laugh and a cheer. Schimmelpodt rarely threw away money. Dick, smiling confidently, stood bat in hand. Most other boys might have felt nervous with so much depending on them.
Ain't dot a good vun? And all I pay for it vas tventy tollars." The detective loosened the folds, shook out the flounce, held it up to the light, and ran his thumb through the tear in the mesh. "Of course dere's a hole I buy him cheaper for dot hole my little Beesving like it better for dot. If it vas new she vouldn't have it." Pickert was now caressing the soft lace, his satisfaction complete.
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