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P. G. Wodehouse: The Man with Two Left Feet7. AT GEISENHEIMER'S (continued)'Oh, Charlie!' she said. His face lit up as if somebody had pulled a switch. 'You will? You don't want to stop on? You aren't wild about New York?' 'If there was a train,' she said, 'I'd start tonight. But I thought you loved the city so, Charlie?' He gave a kind of shiver. 'I never want to see it again in my life!' he said. 'You'll excuse me,' I said, getting up, 'I think there's a friend of mine wants to speak to me.' And I crossed over to where Izzy had been standing for the last five minutes, making signals to me with his eyebrows. You couldn't have called Izzy coherent at first. He certainly had trouble with his vocal chords, poor fellow. There was one of those African explorer men used to come to Geisenheimer's a lot when he was home from roaming the trackless desert, and he used to tell me about tribes he had met who didn't use real words at all, but talked to one another in clicks and gurgles. He imitated some of their chatter one night to amuse me, and, believe me, Izzy Baermann started talking the same language now. Only he didn't do it to amuse me. He was like one of those gramophone records when it's getting into its stride. 'Be calm, Isadore,' I said. 'Something is troubling you. Tell me all about it.' He clicked some more, and then he got it out. 'Say, are you crazy? What did you do it for? Didn't I tell you as plain as I could; didn't I say it twenty times, when you came for the tickets, that yours was thirty-six?' 'Didn't you say my friend's was thirty-six?' This is page 126 of 225. [Mark this Page] Mark any page to add this title to Your Bookshelf. (0 / 10 books on shelf) Buy a copy of The Man with Two Left Feet at Amazon.com
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