Reginald Wright Kauffman

Reginald Wright Kauffman

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Portrait of Reginald Wright Kauffman Reginald Wright Kauffman Money to Burn — V. A Shadow at a Door (1924)

He is very hungry.”
There was something superbly authoritative about the Domingan, something that, with radiant gesture, swept aside all the superfluous. He did not appear to miss the smallest details, even in ordering a breakfast, but it was plain that his was the sort of mind that prefers to deal in large things in a large way. Don Ramon looked to Dan, even in this moment when reflection were absurd, like the magnificent real-estate operator or contractor who, scorning the mere building of one house, erects, on an empty hillside, an entire suburb of a great city.
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Portrait of Reginald Wright Kauffman Reginald Wright Kauffman Money to Burn — V. A Shadow at a Door (1924)

Don Ramon shooed them off with his jeweled fingers like so many flies.
“The tropics,” he smiled at Dan, “do not make for American hustle. Except for the engineer, my workmen are all natives. They also are tired—like this. They mean no harm, but the siesta is consolatory. So, when they feel like taking it, they have the slightly awkward habit of suspending labor by throwing a stone into the machinery.
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Portrait of Reginald Wright Kauffman Reginald Wright Kauffman Money to Burn — V. A Shadow at a Door (1924)

Villeta explained symptoms.
“He may be cured at once,” said Dan, “or he may be dead before we arrive.”
The Domingan shrugged. “It is far into the interior that we must go.”
They were drawing toward the squalid outskirts of Sanchez. Don Ramon waved the driver to a series of inconspicuous streets and bade him reduce the pace and proceed more slowly still.
“You observe,” he pursued to his guest, “that I take you on faith. I have told my name. What is yours?”
Dan Stone.” The American gulped as he pronounced it. “Daniel Gurney Stone.”
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