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in the chest？'
〃'Well；' says I； 'you know my idiosyncrasies。 I prefer a square； non…
illegal style of business such as we are carrying on now。 When I take
money I want to leave some tangible object in the other fellow's hands
for him to gaze at and to distract his attention from my spoor； even
if it's only a Komical Kuss Trick Finger Ring for Squirting Perfume in
a Friend's Eye。 But if you've got a fresh idea； Andy；' says I； 'let's
have a look at it。 I'm not so wedded to petty graft that I would
refuse something better in the way of a subsidy。'
〃'I was thinking；' says Andy； 'of a little hunt without horn； hound or
camera among the great herd of the Midas Americanus； commonly known as
the Pittsburg millionaires。'
〃'In New York？' I asks。
〃'No； sir；' says Andy； 'in Pittsburg。 That's their habitat。 They don't
like New York。 They go there now and then just because it's expected
of 'em。'
〃'A Pittsburg millionaire in New York is like a fly in a cup of hot
coffeehe attracts attention and comment； but he don't enjoy it。 New
York ridicules him for 〃blowing〃 so much money in that town of sneaks
and snobs； and sneers。 The truth is； he don't spend anything while he
is there。 I saw a memorandum of expenses for a ten days trip to Bunkum
Town made by a Pittsburg man worth 15；000；000 once。 Here's the way he
set it down：
R。 R。 fare to and from 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 21 00
Cab fare to and from hotel 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 2 00
Hotel bill @ 5 per day 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 50 00
Tips 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 5；750 00
Total 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 5；823 00
〃'That's the voice of New York；' goes on Andy。 'The town's nothing but
a head waiter。 If you tip it too much it'll go and stand by the door
and make fun of you to the hat check boy。 When a Pittsburger wants to
spend money and have a good time he stays at home。 That's where we'll
go to catch him。'
〃Well； to make a dense story more condensed； me and Andy cached our
paris green and antipyrine powders and albums in a friend's cellar；
and took the trail to Pittsburg。 Andy didn't have any especial
prospectus of chicanery and violence drawn up； but he always had
plenty of confidence that his immoral nature would rise to any
occasion that presented itself。
〃As a concession to my ideas of self…preservation and rectitude he
promised that if I should take an active and incriminating part in any
little business venture that we might work up there should be
something actual and cognizant to the senses of touch； sight； taste or
smell to transfer to the victim for the money so my conscience might
rest easy。 After that I felt better and entered more cheerfully into
the foul play。
〃'Andy；' says I； as we strayed through the smoke along the cinderpath
they call Smithfield street； 'had you figured out how we are going to
get acquainted with these coke kings and pig iron squeezers？ Not that
I would decry my own worth or system of drawing room deportment； and
work with the olive fork and pie knife；' says I； 'but isn't the entree
nous into the salons of the stogie smokers going to be harder than you
imagined？'
〃'If there's any handicap at all；' says Andy； 'it's our own refinement
and inherent culture。 Pittsburg millionaires are a fine body of plain；
wholehearted； unassuming； democratic men。
〃'They are rough but uncivil in their manners； and though their ways
are boisterous and unpolished； under it all they have a great deal of
impoliteness and discourtesy。 Nearly every one of 'em rose from
obscurity；' says Andy； 'and they'll live in it till the town gets to
using smoke consumers。 If we act simple and unaffected and don't go
too far from the saloons and keep making a noise like an import duty
on steel rails we won't have any trouble in meeting some of 'em
socially。'
〃Well Andy and me drifted about town three or four days getting our
bearings。 We got to knowing several millionaires by sight。
〃One used to stop his automobile in front of our hotel and have a
quart of champagne brought out to him。 When the waiter opened it he'd
turn it up to his mouth and drink it out of the bottle。 That showed he
used to be a glassblower before he made his money。
〃One evening Andy failed to come to the hotel for dinner。 About 11
o'clock he came into my room。
〃'Landed one； Jeff；' says he。 'Twelve millions。 Oil； rolling mills；
real estate and natural gas。 He's a fine man； no airs about him。 Made
all his money in the last five years。 He's got professors posting him
up now in educationart and literature and haberdashery and such
things。
〃'When I saw him he'd just won a bet of 10；000 with a Steel
Corporation man that there'd be four suicides in the Allegheny rolling
mills to…day。 So everybody in sight had to walk up and have drinks on
him。 He took a fancy to me and asked me to dinner with him。 We went to
a restaurant in Diamond alley and sat on stools and had a sparkling
Moselle and clam chowder and apple fritters。
〃'Then he wanted to show me his bachelor apartment on Liberty street。
He's got ten rooms over a fish market with privilege of the bath on
the next floor above。 He told me it cost him 18；000 to furnish his
apartment； and I believe it。
〃'He's got 40；000 worth of pictures in one room； and 20；000 worth of
curios and antiques in another。 His name's Scudder； and he's 45； and
taking lessons on the piano and 15；000 barrels of oil a day out of his
wells。'
〃'All right；' says I。 'Preliminary canter satisfactory。 But； kay
vooly； voo？ What good is the art junk to us？ And the oil？'
〃'Now； that man；' says Andy； sitting thoughtfully on the bed； 'ain't
what you would call an ordinary scutt。 When he was showing me his
cabinet of art curios his face lighted up like the door of a coke
oven。 He says that if some of his big deals go through he'll make J。
P。 Morgan's collection of sweatshop tapestry and Augusta； Me。；
beadwork look like the contents of an ostrich's craw thrown on a
screen by a magic lantern。
〃'And then he showed me a little carving；' went on Andy； 'that anybody
could see was a wonderful thing。 It was something like 2；000 years
old； he said。 It was a lotus flower with a woman's face in it carved
out of a solid piece of ivory。
〃Scudder looks it up in a catalogue and describes it。 An Egyptian
carver named Khafra made two of 'em for King Rameses II。 about the
year B。C。 The other one can't be found。 The junkshops and antique bugs
have rubbered all Europe for it； but it seems to be out of stock。
Scudder paid 2；000 for the one he has。'
〃'Oh； well；' says I； 'this sounds like the purling of a rill to me。 I
thought we came here to teach the millionaires business； instead of
learning art from 'em？'
〃'Be patient；' says Andy； kindly。 'Maybe we will see a rift in the
smoke ere long。'
〃All the next morning Andy was out。 I didn't see him until about noon。
He came to the hotel and called me into his room across the hall。 He
pulled a roundish bundle about as big as a goose egg out of his pocket
and unwrapped it。 It was an ivory carving just as he had described the
millionaire's to me。
〃'I went in an old second hand store and pawnshop a while ago；' says
Andy； 'and I see this half hidden under a lot of old daggers and
truck。 The pawnbroker said he'd had it several years and thinks it was
soaked by some Arabs or Turks or some foreign dubs that used to live
down by the river。
〃'I offered him 2 for it； and I must have looked like I wanted it；
for he said it would be taking the pumpernickel out of his children's
mouths to hold any conversation that did not lead up to a price of
35。 I finally got it for 25。
〃'Jeff；' goes on Andy； 'this is the exact counterpart of Scudder's
carving。 It's absolutely a dead ringer for it。 He'll pay 2；000 for it
as quick as he'd tuck a napkin under his chin。 And why shouldn't it be
the genuine other one； anyhow； that the old gypsy whittled out？'
〃'Why not； indeed？' says I。 'And how shall we go about compelling him
to make a voluntary purchase of it？'
〃Andy had his plan all ready； and I'll tell you how we carried it out。
〃I got a pair of blue spectacles； put on my black frock coat； rumpled
my hair up and became Prof。 Pickleman。 I went to another hotel；
registered； and sent a telegram to Scudder to come to see me at once
on important art business。 The elevator dumped him on me in less than
an hour。 He was a foggy man with a clarion voice； smelling of
Connecticut wrappers and naphtha。
〃'Hello； Profess！' he shouts。 'How's your conduct？'
〃I rumpled my hair some more and gave him a blue glass stare。
〃'Sir；' says I； 'are you Cornelius T。 Scudder？ Of Pittsburg；
Pennsylvania？'
〃'I am；' says he。 'Come out and have a drink。'
〃'I've neither the time nor the desire；' says I； 'for such harmful and
deleterious amusements。 I have come from New York；' says I； 'on a
matter of busion a matter of art。
〃'I learned there that you are the owner of an Egyptian ivory carving
of the time of Rameses II。； representing the head of Queen Isis in a
lotus flower。 There were only two of such carvings made。 One has been
lost for many years。 I recently discovered a