The Lake County times. [volume] (Hammond, Ind.) 1906-1933, 1907-06-13

there in art a tick. Who knows?
P'raps it's Rothschild''
Meanwhile Philip did not hesitate an
instant once he reached Isaaestein's
office. A new note in his character
was revealing itself. Always resolute.
fearless and outspoken. now he was
confident. He pushed open the swing
door with the manner of one who ex-
poets his fellows TO bow before him.
Was he not rich, able TO command the
services of men? Why should be fall
ter? He forgot his rags, forgot the
difficulties and dangers that might yet
beset his path. for in very truth he
had achieved but little actual progress
since he first entered that oftice five
days earlier.
But he had suffered much since
then, and suffering had strengthened
him. Moreover. he had taken the
measure of Isaacstein. There was Il
score to be wiped off before that
worthy and he entered into amicable
business relations.
The instant the youth behind the
grille set eyes on Philip he bounded
back from the window and gazed at
him with n frightened look. Had this
young desperate broken out of prison
and come to murder them all?
"Helpl Help he shouted. Muir
DER.
Clerks came running from the inner
office. among them the elderly man
who interfered in Philips behalf on
the last occasion.
Make that idiot shut up" said Phil
ip calmly, and tell Mr.. ISaacstein |
am here"
The office boy was silenced. and the
excitement Gained down. Yes. the dia-
mond merchant was IN. If Philip
would walk upstairs to the waiting
room, his presence would be an
nounced.
Thank you" he said, "but kindly
see that this urchin does not let others
know l am here. I don't want
crowd to be gathered in the street
when come out"
Such cool impudence from raga-
muffin was intolerable, or nearly so.
But Isaacstein ruled his minions with
q
the little mans pleasure ere they ven
tured their wrath on the boy. Besides.
they were afraid of Philip. Like most
people in London, they had read the
newspaper reports of the police court
proceedings, and they were awed by
his strangely incomprehensible sur
roundings.
Co IN.O Gil " IcNn cd tot
and soon he caught the thick voiced or
der of Isaacstein:
| "Show him in
Isaacstein, however, dived into his
| private sanctum before Philip entered
the general office The boy found him
there seated at his table
The duel began with questions:
"How did you get out so soon? You
, were remanded for week"
Are you going to send for police
MANI
Don't be rude, boy, but answer me"
AZ am not here to satisfy your curios-
lty, Mr.. Isaacstein. | have called SIM
ply on a matter of business. 1t is suf-
ficient for you to know that Mr.. Abing-
don has set me at liberty and restored
my property to me. Do you wish to
deal with me or not?"
The diamond merchant tingled with
anger He was not accustomed TO be-
ing browbeaten even by the represent
atives Of the De Beers company, yet
here was a callow youngster address
ing him in this outrageous fashion, be-
traying, too, an insufferable air of con
tempt in voice and manner. He glared
at Philip in silent wrath for an instant
The boy smiled. He took from his
pocket the paper of diamonds and be
gan to count them. The action said
plainly:
"You know you cannot send me
away. II 1 go. to your trade rivals
you will lose a magnificent opportuni
ty. You are in my hands. No matter
how rude 1 am to you, you must pu
up with it,
Nevertheless he made an effort t
preserve his tottering dignity.
do you think" he said, that vol
are behaving properly In treating
man of my position in such a way fl
his own officer
In his own office-that was the stinl
Of 1t!
. The head of the firm Of Isaacstein
Co. of London, Amsterdam and Kim
berley to be bearded in such fashio
in his own particular shrine! Why, th
thing was monstrousi
Philip looked him squarely IN th
eyes.
mfr. Isaacstein," he said calmly
''have you forgotten that you cause
, me to be arrested as a thief and dral
: ged handcuffed through the ope
3 streets by a policeman? I have sper
five days in jail because of you.
4 the moment when 1 was praising you
s honesty you were conveying secrC
: signals to your clerks in the belief tbs
: / was something worse than a picl
d pocket Was your treatment Of me S
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