Pulp Fiction, 1924 · page 33 of 172
Argosy All-Story Weekly, May 17, 1924 — page 33: what you’re looking at
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' By L. PATRICK GREENE Author of ‘‘ Jangle Laughter,’’ etc. A NOVELETTE—COMPLETE IN THIS [ISSUE IM HARDWICK carefully read the legal-looking document he held in his hand, not missing a single word, noting subconsciously a misplaced comma, check- ing up with rapidity the accuracy of a totaled column of figures. And having come to the end, to the row of dots between the words—Signed.............. Mining Engineer—he placed the paper on the deal table before him, brought his open palm down on it with a resounding whack, leaned back in his chair and with a. half-scornful, half-quizzical leok in his clear, steel-gray eyes said: ‘Well, gentlemen! I’ve read your pretty report. What of it?” ‘“* What of it, he asks!” The little fat man, with a thick lock of greasy black hair plastered over a large bald spot, spread his fat fingers expressively, palm downwards, holding them as a pianist does before striking a smashing chord. This gesture of Sam Isaacs was not so much a racial idiosyncrasy as well-considered 183 CORMICGLOO© (C@