Olympian Nights
ordinary
pected to see, there stood in front of it an ordinary office-chair that twirled on a pivot. Books and papers were strewn about the floor and upon the tables; the pictures on the walls were made up largely of colored sporting prints of some rarity, and in a corner stood a commonplace globe such as is to be found in use in public schools to teach children geography. As I glanced about me my first impression was that by some odd mis
room. I-ah-I have had the wholly unexpected honor to be granted an au
the hand and shaking it cordially. "You are all righ
ow's cordiality. "But I really can't sit down, because, you know, I-I
down and talk to me. I don't get a chance to talk with m
the merest chance last night-but you must let me go, sir. I'll come back later very gladly and
he old gentleman, testily. "What do you
"Still, I'm interes
s apparently simple remark. I didn't see the
"But you don't seem to understand my position. I can't stay here an
too. If you didn't wish to see me, you had no business to come into my room. Now that you are
e for the helmet I wore, and I had felt a
ome here on invitation, and, if I've got into the wrong room, it isn't my f
the old gentleman turned to
garette?" he
d, turning the knob and tugging up
ing chair and regarded me with a twinkle in his eye as I vainly
e with me," he said, calmly. "Take off
" I replied. "Not a word. Do you i
said. "Let's talk it over. Why do you wi
ocking me up in your rotten old den here when you must realize what
tion-first new sensation I have had in a long, long time. Let me see now, just how many n
l call you a lot more,
'll listen to you for a whole hour. What am I beside
a zinc-fastened Zany. A doddering do
hter that seemed nearly to rend him. "Go on
oltroon to treat me this
ing his knee with delight. "Sneak-livered po
I retorted, with a note of sarcasm in my voice. "It will require a reference to
bookcase he took thence the desired volume and ha
s are," I retu
ere's the book. Let me light a cigar for you and then you can begin. Only d
ound. I lit one of his cigars and sat down to tell the curious old freak what I thought of him. Ordinarily I would hav
y?" s
self. Just behave as if you'd known
dex, just to get a lead," I said, "I shall begin by saying that y
hat's that last? I neve
rd myself. Real words won't describe you. Stult is a new term, meaning
n, I dote upon them! They are ne
with the emptiness of ages in your face; you are a brother to the ox, with all the dundering nizi
radually making a madman of me. "I'd like to oblige you, but I really can't.
a jobbernowl and a doodle, a maundering mooncalf and a blockheaded n
ed, "A Hatter! Am
Thesaurus with a bang. "Have some
to sea in a bowl rolled into one, for all I know. You may be any old thing. I don't give a tinker's cuss what you are. Under ordinary c
ing up the word "bore" in the index of the Thesaurus, "What else am I? Maybe I'm an unmitigat
y tough characters in my day, but you are the first I have ever encountered without a redeeming f
lighted to hear. I've been asking myself that quest
rted. "You take advantage of me. You
you. I provoke you, I irritate you, I make you mad, I sour your temper, I sicken
rry, badger, infest, persecute. You gall, sting, and convulse me. You are a plain old beast, that's
without exception, the most extraordinary old person I had ever encountered, and in my
d my tormentor was given over to his own enjoyme
the Thesaurus again with the word 'liar' for your lead. Nevertheless, I'm pretty old; but I want to say to you that in
to have said and would have said if language hadn't its limitations. You are the infinity of the unmitigate
ation, and I like you. I should like to see more of you, but your hour has expired
thout a word in reply, glad of my deliverance, I turned and fled precipitately through it. The sumptuous guard stood ou
we proceeded back to my quarte
?" s
of course,
beastly old bore who wouldn't let go of me. You showed m
cried. "Wrong
s mild, I admit. But he's all
he Major Domo. "But you have been for t
ied. "I-that
you? He made a special effort to make you fee
k, limp an
me?" I moaned, as I rea
is messenger, Mercury, that the honors of Olympus are to be showered upon you
h the idea that all is not lead that doesn't glitter, and when I thought