Финансист

Chapter III

           

           "Fifteen,"bidanother.

           "Twenty,"calledathird.

           "Twenty-five,"afourth.

           Thenitcametodollarraises,forCastilesoapwasnotsuchavitalcommodity."Twenty-six.""Twenty-seven.""Twenty-eight.""Twenty-nine."Therewasapause."Thirty,"observedyoungCowperwood,decisively.

           Theauctioneer,ashortleanfaced,sparemanwithbushyhairandanincisiveeye,lookedathimcuriouslyandalmostincredulouslybutwithoutpausing.Hehad,somehow,inspiteofhimself,beenimpressedbytheboy’speculiareye;andnowhefelt,withoutknowingwhy,thattheofferwasprobablylegitimateenough,andthattheboyhadthemoney.Hemightbethesonofagrocer.

           "I’mbidthirty!I’mbidthirty!I’mbidthirtyforthisfinelotofCastilesoap.It’safinelot.It’sworthfourteencentsabar.Willanyonebidthirty-one?Willanyonebidthirty-one?Willanyonebidthirty-one?"

           "Thirty-one,"saidavoice.

           "Thirty-two,"repliedCowperwood.Thesameprocesswasrepeated.

           "I’mbidthirty-two!I’mbidthirty-two!I’mbidthirty-two!Willanybodybidthirty-three?It’sfinesoap.SevencasesoffineCastilesoap.Willanybodybidthirty-three?"

           YoungCowperwood’smindwasworking.Hehadnomoneywithhim;buthisfatherwastelleroftheThirdNationalBank,andhecouldquotehimasreference.

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