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The Auction Block - ebook
Lorelei Knight’s parents want to get rich on her beauty. They send her to New York to be on a „girl show”. Bob Wharton, the dissolute son of a millionaire, falls in love with a girl. When Lorelei finds out her father is ill and needs money, she marries Bob even though she doesn’t love him. Bob’s father cuts his allowance and Bob is forced to go to work.
| Kategoria: | Literature |
| Język: | Angielski |
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| ISBN: | 978-83-8292-269-1 |
| Rozmiar pliku: | 2,5 MB |
FRAGMENT KSIĄŻKI
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29Chapter 1
Peter Knight flung himself into the decrepit arm-chair beside the center-table and growled:
“Isn’t that just my luck? And me a Democrat for twenty years. There’s nothing in politics, Jimmy.”
His son James smiled crookedly, with a languid tolerance bespeaking amusement and contempt. James prided himself upon his forbearance, and it was rarely indeed that he betrayed more than a hint of the superiority which he felt toward his parent.
“Politics is all right, provided you’re a good picker,” he said, with all the assurance of twenty-two, “but you fell off the wrong side of the fence, and you’re sore.”
“Of course I am. Wouldn’t anybody be sore?”
“These country towns always go in for the reform stuff, every so often. If you’d listen to me and–”
His father interrupted harshly: “Now, cut that out. I don’t want to go to New York, and I won’t.” Peter Knight tried to look forceful, but the expression did not fit his weak, complacent features. He was a plump man with red cheeks rounded by habitual good humor; his chin was short, and beneath it were other chins, distended and sagging as if from the weight of chuckles within. When he had succeeded in fixing a look of determination upon his countenance the result was an artificial scowl and a palpably false pout. Wearing such a front, he continued: “When I say “no’ I mean it, and the subject is closed. I like Vale, I know everybody here, and everybody knows me.”
“That’s why it’s time to move,” said Jim, with another unpleasant curl of his lip. “As long as they didn’t know you you got past. But you’ll never hold another office.”
“Indeed! My record’s open to inspection. I made the best sheriff in–”
“Two years. Don’t kid yourself, pa. Your foot slipped when the trolley line went through.”
“What do you know about the trolley line?” angrily demanded Mr. Knight.
“Well, I know as much as the county knows. And I know something about the big dam, too. You got into the mud, pa, but you didn’t go deep enough to find the frogs. Fogarty got his, didn’t he?”
Mr. Knight breathed deep with indignation.
“Senator Fogarty is my good friend. I won’t let you question his honor, although you do presume to question mine.”
“Of course he’s your friend; that’s why he’s fixed you for this New York job. He’s not like these Reubs; he remembers a good turn and blows back with another. He’s a real politician.”
“ “Department of Water Supply, Gas, and Electricity,’ “ sneered Peter. “It sounds good, but the salary is fifteen hundred a year. A clerk–at my age!”
“Say, d’you suppose Tammany men live on their salaries?” Jimmy inquired. “Wake up! This is your chance to horn into the real herd. In New York politics is a vocation; up here it’s a vacation–everybody tries it once, like music lessons. If you’d been hooked up with Tammany instead of the state machine you’d have been taken care of.”
“I tell you I don’t like cities. It’s no place to raise kids.”
At this James betrayed some irritation. “I’m of age, and Lorelei’s a grown woman. If we don’t get out of Vale I’ll still be a brakeman on a soda-fountain when I’m your age.”
“If you’d worked hard you’d have had an interest in the drug store now.”
“Rats!”
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29Chapter 1
Peter Knight flung himself into the decrepit arm-chair beside the center-table and growled:
“Isn’t that just my luck? And me a Democrat for twenty years. There’s nothing in politics, Jimmy.”
His son James smiled crookedly, with a languid tolerance bespeaking amusement and contempt. James prided himself upon his forbearance, and it was rarely indeed that he betrayed more than a hint of the superiority which he felt toward his parent.
“Politics is all right, provided you’re a good picker,” he said, with all the assurance of twenty-two, “but you fell off the wrong side of the fence, and you’re sore.”
“Of course I am. Wouldn’t anybody be sore?”
“These country towns always go in for the reform stuff, every so often. If you’d listen to me and–”
His father interrupted harshly: “Now, cut that out. I don’t want to go to New York, and I won’t.” Peter Knight tried to look forceful, but the expression did not fit his weak, complacent features. He was a plump man with red cheeks rounded by habitual good humor; his chin was short, and beneath it were other chins, distended and sagging as if from the weight of chuckles within. When he had succeeded in fixing a look of determination upon his countenance the result was an artificial scowl and a palpably false pout. Wearing such a front, he continued: “When I say “no’ I mean it, and the subject is closed. I like Vale, I know everybody here, and everybody knows me.”
“That’s why it’s time to move,” said Jim, with another unpleasant curl of his lip. “As long as they didn’t know you you got past. But you’ll never hold another office.”
“Indeed! My record’s open to inspection. I made the best sheriff in–”
“Two years. Don’t kid yourself, pa. Your foot slipped when the trolley line went through.”
“What do you know about the trolley line?” angrily demanded Mr. Knight.
“Well, I know as much as the county knows. And I know something about the big dam, too. You got into the mud, pa, but you didn’t go deep enough to find the frogs. Fogarty got his, didn’t he?”
Mr. Knight breathed deep with indignation.
“Senator Fogarty is my good friend. I won’t let you question his honor, although you do presume to question mine.”
“Of course he’s your friend; that’s why he’s fixed you for this New York job. He’s not like these Reubs; he remembers a good turn and blows back with another. He’s a real politician.”
“ “Department of Water Supply, Gas, and Electricity,’ “ sneered Peter. “It sounds good, but the salary is fifteen hundred a year. A clerk–at my age!”
“Say, d’you suppose Tammany men live on their salaries?” Jimmy inquired. “Wake up! This is your chance to horn into the real herd. In New York politics is a vocation; up here it’s a vacation–everybody tries it once, like music lessons. If you’d been hooked up with Tammany instead of the state machine you’d have been taken care of.”
“I tell you I don’t like cities. It’s no place to raise kids.”
At this James betrayed some irritation. “I’m of age, and Lorelei’s a grown woman. If we don’t get out of Vale I’ll still be a brakeman on a soda-fountain when I’m your age.”
“If you’d worked hard you’d have had an interest in the drug store now.”
“Rats!”
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