Nodelman?"
"How about your studying to be a doctor-philosopher?" he asked,
archly
"Oh, well, one can attend to business and find time for books, too,"
I answered
I came away in a new transport of expectations and in a new agony
of despair at once. On the whole, however, my spirits were greatly
buoyed up.
Encouraged by the result of taking Nodelman into my confidence,
I decided to try a similar heart-to-heart talk on Max Margolis,
better known to the reader as Maximum Max. He had some
money.
I had seen very little of him in the past two years, having stumbled
upon him in the street but two or three times. But upon each of
these occasions he had stopped me and inquired about my affairs
with genuine interest. He was fond of me. I had no doubt about it.
And he was so good-natured. Our last chance meeting antedated
my new venture by at least six months, and he was not likely to
have any knowledge of it. I felt that he would be sincerely glad to
hear of it and I hoped that he would be inclined to help me launch
it.
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