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Then a man came into the shop and said he'd give a thousand dollars for it on sight. So Finklebaum, having the Little Brass God within a foot of his hawkbill nose, takes the man's address and says he'll let him know if he hears anything about the thing in demand. Finklebaum thinks that if the man'll pay one thousand dollars for it, he'll pay five, and that's why he loses out."
"Oh, yes!" replied Thede. "Ikey said the man wore a leather jacket with a red belt around the waist, a fur cap and rings in his ears. So Ikey was sent out to find the fellow, and I asked Old Finklebaum what he'd give me if I'd bring back the Little Brass God.
"I was thinking about Old Finklebaum cheating himself by getting too gay," answered George. "Go on, and tell me about it!" "So when this man who offers the thousand dollars leaves the shop," Thede continued, "Finklebaum chases out to a dealer in antiques to make inquiries about the Little Brass God.
"Look here," the boy continued, "I'd like to know what all this fuss is about, anyway. Why should any one in his right mind give old Finklebaum a thousand dollars or five thousand dollars, for that piece of brass? That's what gets me!" Tommy and Sandy looked at each other significantly but made no immediate reply. In a moment Thede went on.
You can't mean that he had anything to do with your appearance here?" "You bet he did have something to do with my being here!" Thede insisted. "You see, it's just this way: Old Finklebaum says to me one day, 'I'll take the hair off Ikey's head for selling that Little Brass God!"
"They said I'd been swiping bananas up in Gambler's alley, and that wasn't true." "Well, how in the name of all the seven wonders of the world did you get into the Hudson Bay country?" demanded George. "Old Finklebaum," answered Thede. "Old Finklebaum?" repeated George. "Do you mean the old Shylock who does business under the three balls down on State street?
I'll go back to Chicago some day with it in my possession and Old Finklebaum will pay me a couple of thousand or he'll never get hold of it again! Won't it be a great story to tell the boys on State street about the times I'm having up here." The door opened and Pierre entered, anger flashing from his eyes.
I guess he thinks it's some East India idol, or something of that kind, and that his fortune is made." "Supposing it should be an East India idol!" exclaimed George, "It may be, for all I know," Thede replied. "Anyhow, while old Finklebaum was out trying to find out how much his Little Brass God was worth, little Ikey sold it for a ten dollar note." "Oh my, oh my, oh my!" laughed George.
Here were two parties in the Northern wilderness in quest of the same thing! It occurred to the wondering boy that Pierre might have been sent into the Hudson Bay country in quest of the individual who had purchased the Little Brass God at the pawnbroker's shop. This, he argued, would be just about what Finklebaum would be likely to do.
"I'll bet there was a merry old time when Finklebaum returned and found the ten dollar note in the drawer and the Little Brass God gone." "Such a racket as never was!" declared Thede, laughing at the recollection of the scene. "I was in the shop," he went on, "getting out some articles Mother Murphy had been borrowing money on, and heard all that took place." "Go on and tell me about it."
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