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Updated: June 24, 2025
If she was my kid I bet I'd have kept her in school another year." "You shut up, Izzy Binswanger, and mind your own business. You never even went as long as me." "With a boy it's different." "You better lay pretty low, Izzy Binswanger, or I can tell a few tales.
He had started forward after the Kid, but Izzy was in front of him, holding him back. The Kid stumbled and slid across the ground, while blood spurted out from a gash across his head, and the helmet fell into pieces. Then, with a jerk, he was up. His hand reached out, the strap hit the terminals... And where the dome had been, a clap of thunder seemed to take visible form.
He couldn't work up any great sympathy for anyone who made a living out of drugs. They cleaned the pusher, and left him sitting on the steps, a picture of slumped misery. Izzy nodded approval. "Let him feel it a while. No sense jailing him yet. Bloody fool had no business starting without lining the groove. Anyhow, we'll get a bunch of credits for the stuff when we turn it in." "Credits?"
"He wasn't a friend," protests Vincent. "It was Izzy Goldheimer, who used to work in the bond room before I came. He's with a Curb firm now and has been trying for months to work me for tips on Corrugated holdings. Promised me a percentage. But he was a welcher, and I knew it. So when I did give him a tip it it was that kind." "Hm-m-m!" says Old Hickory, wrinklin' his bushy eyebrows.
What you sitting there for, ma, like your luck had turned on you?" "Ask ask your sister, Izzy; she can tell you." "'Smater, sis?" "N-nothing only only old old Hochenheimer's coming to to supper to-night, Izzy; and " "Old Squash! Oh, Whillikens!" "Take me out, Izzy! Take me out anywhere to a show or supper, or or anywhere; but take me out, Izzy. Take me out before he comes." "Sure I will!
Didn't know you'd met, cobbers. Contact, Izzy?" "Ninety per cent for uncut," Izzy answered. They went up to Gordon's hole-in-the-wall, with Mother Corey wheezing behind, while the rotten wood of the stairs groaned under his grotesque bulk. At his questions, Gordon told the story tersely. Mother Corey nodded. "Same old angles, eh? Get enough to do the job, they mug you.
"She's right, Simon; such a trip won't hurt us. I tell you we don't get younger each day." He regarded his wife with eyes rolled backward. "That's what I need yet, Carrie, all of a sudden you take sides away from me. Always round your little finger your children could always wind themselves." "Na, Simon, when I see a thing I see it. With Izzy out on his trip these next two months it won't hurt us.
Izzy paraded the length of the car in his big robe and bed slippers, for a drink of ice water. Before he could return, Heavy and Ann bounced out in their woolen kimonas and seized him. By this time the train had come in, the engine had switched to the siding, picked up their sleeper, and was now backing down to couple on to the train again.
She tugged at his hands, prying them away from his eyes; but the terror she saw there set her trembling again and thrice she opened her lips before she found voice. "Izzy, if you don't tell me, mamma will be back soon, and then pa; and you better tell me quick. Your own sister will stand by you. Get up, dearie."
Izzy grunted suddenly. "Gov'nor, if you're right, and the plain gees pay my salary, who's paying me to start fighting other cops? Or is it maybe that somebody isn't being exactly honest with the scratch they lift from the gees?" "We still have to eat," Gordon said bitterly. "And to eat, we'll go on doing what we're told."
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