What Makes Sammy Run?
“CHAPTER 10 I was sitting at my typewriter hoping for an interruption when the phone rang.“Mr. Manheim,” a smooth male voice began importantly. “I am calling for Mr. Glick.”“Well, for Chris’sake, when did he blow in?”The way the important voice ignored my familiarity was a quiet reprimand. “Mr. Glick only expects to be in town a short time and I am making up a list of his appointments for the week. He would like to have you come in this Thursday at six o’clock.”Why not? I thought. Now that I... finally have him cross-indexed in my mind, he can’t give me mental indigestion any more. I can just sit back and watch him running through the next act as if it were a Greek tragedy. Or rather, an American tragedy.“Okay,” I said. “I guess I can make it. Where do I go?”“Waldorf Towers,” he said. “Suite Thirty-three E.”Twinkle, twinkle little guy, I thought. Up above the world so high.When I finally found my way up to Sammy’s apartment, I was admitted by his Man Friday, Sheik Dugan, who ushered me in with beautiful manners, and I realized who it was I had spoken to on the phone.MoreLess
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