Edwin Lefevre

H. R. Edwin Lefevre

Book Excerpt: ...med full at George G. Goodchild, Esq., a look of intense astonishment."Get out!" repeated the president. Hendrik Rutgers turned like a flash to the cashier and said, sharply: "Didn't you hear? Get out!""You!" shouted Mr. George G. Goodchild."Who? Me?" Hendrik's incredulity was abysmal."Yes! You!" And the president, dangerously flushed, advanced threateningly toward the insolent beast."What?" exclaimed Hendrik Rutgers, skeptically. "Do you mean to tell me you really are the jackass your wife thinks you?"Fearing to intrude upon private affairs, the cashier discreetly left the room. The president fell back a step. Had Mrs. Goodchild ever spoken to this creature? Then he realized it was merely a fashion of speaking, and he approached, one pudgy fist uplifted. The uplift was more for rhetorical effect than for practical purposes, which has been a habit with most uplifts since money-making became an exact science. But Hendrik smiled pleasantly...