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The Efficiency Expert

Chapter 9 HAROLD SITS IN A GAME.

Word Count: 1601    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

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est and a trip to the Orient, he laughed at her. "Why, girl," he cried, "I w

and called my attention to it; and now I

ts. I'm good for twenty years more of hard work, but, as I told Harold, I would like to qu

do it now?" a

is too much to expect of him, but I believ

his health, and that night when Bince called she told him that

yourself, and that you failed to impress upon him the real gravit

t the speaker, whose tones s

so to heart. Father is the best judge of his own condition, and, while

st wanted him to get away for his own sake

Harold?" she asked a half an hour later. "You

"There is nothing the

sually early, a few minutes later he left, she rea

, where he found four other men

le game to-night, Haro

n sitting here all evening waiting for me. You k

men. "You certainly have been playing in ro

from the other games and approached their table, for it was a matter of club gossip that t

mind a thing which he did not dare voice-the final crystallization of a suspicion that he had long harbored, that his companions had been for months del

gh," he said. "I'll be damned

y, for they knew that to-morrow n

did you get tonight?" asked one of th

ch added to what I already hold, puts Mr. Compton

they all

hat it's a damn shame, but if we

nything at all?

ow and then, but we'll probably have to ca

ying here for my health," and, rising, he too left the room. Going dir

ate to seem insistent, but, on the

d Bince, "that I'd let you have it as soon

," retorted the creditor, "and if you don

e pa

himpered. "For God's sake, don't do that,

"I don't want to be nasty,

r," begged Bince, "and

say if he knew that I had come to a point where I had even momentarily considered going into partnership with

ly to win to my present exalted standing in society. Oh, well I might be

ed a bequest of twenty dollars, which of course is exempt. I venture to say that there is not another able-

could eat for at least two weeks longer, the erstwhile star amateur

the next morning that he was awakened by a

e asked. "What

spered reply in the unmist

hted the gas, an

matter?" h

olice on y

ng. "I just dropped in to tell y

mmy. "You're a regul

like the job," su

lar," cried Jimmy, striking a dramat

d's grin

re a regular gent. There is some honest jobs that you would ju

immy. "Don't keep me

Feinheimer

Wells Street?" asked

e I got you a job,

ing?" as

" was th

ing behind a counter, selling

p. Some of 'em make a pretty good thing out of it, what with their tips and s

mmy; "but don't

the Lizard; "you g

o I go

o-morrow morning. He wil

ce among the untidy servitors of the establishment-a new face and a new figur

always a sprinkling of people of the stage, artists, literary men and politicians. It was, as a certain wit described it, a social goulash, for in addition to its regular habitues there were those few who came occasionally from the upper stratum of society in the belief that they were doing

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