Reginald Wright Kauffman,
Money to Burn — I. Queer Streets
(1924)
“ When evening has fallen, the money market's gold-crammed cañons, lately echoing to the hoarse cries of the greedy, are deserted by all except watchmen in ambush, sedulously concealed. The warehouse district that, since morning, has resounded with the clamor of drays and the shouts of drivers, is changed to paths of druids' graveyards whose tombs are towers. ”
