Luck (Classic Reprint)

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Excerpt from Luck Enter Hannah D. in F.) reading card. Han. He's not at home! I knew it. But of all the persevering opinionated men I ever heard of, the worst is (reading card) Mr Nathaniel F. Blynders, Counsellor and Attorney-at-Law. Enter Blynders. Bly. (aside - examining his hands, cuffs and shirt-front, and then his coat and pants). Perfectly white! Perfectly black! Hannah. Oh, you came up, did you? Most gentlemen would wait until they got their answer. Bly. Don't be alarmed, and, above all, don't be impertinent (sits down near L. of Secretary. Waving his hand). I'll wait. Hannah (angrily). But sometimes he's out all day and all night: sometimes he don't come home for Meek or a month. He's a newspaper man. Bly. (taking up an unopened letter on the desk, looking at it, and throwing it down again). Mr. Malden will be home shortly. I'll wait. (Bristling up.) Girl, do you think I'll open and read his letters? Hannah. Can't say, but if you look at them like that, your eyes might burn holes in the covers, and we ain't insured. (Door gong heard). There's that blessed gong. I do hope its Mr. Maiden. (Exit D. in F.) Bly. So do I. Not at home for a week or a month, and a letter in that handwriting lying there. Ha! ha! My victorious rival - a rival. Ha! That would have sounded well enough while I was a simple clerk in a law office, but now, with all the great American possibilities opening before me - Enter Malden. Bly, (jumping up). My dear Maiden, how do you do? (Shaking hands.) I'm so glad to see - (Same business as before.) Perfectly white, perfectly black! Malden. Have you been waiting long, Mr. Blynders? Devilish uncertain, waiting for me. Bly. Yes, but I thought I'd give you a chance. Malden. Take a seat. (Sits down R. of desk and takes up two letters. Aside.) Here is one I must reserve for another chance to read. (Lays one letter down and opens the other). Excuse me for just a moment, and then I'm at your service. Bly. Oh, certainly. Malden, (aside, reading.) "Office of the New York Colossus. Let us have for to-morrow an article on the present rage for making rapid fortunes. The country is losing sight of its legitimate industries. Gambling wins or loses, but does not make money, etc., etc." Yes, they shall have it hot and strong, too. I'm with the Colossus on that point. If it can curb the national avarice - but, pshaw! it cannot. Bosh! I'll not write it. Here am I, dangling at the hands of an old man, an absolute moneymaniac. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.