Albert Bigelow Paine

The Bread Line Albert Bigelow Paine

"[...] "What's your scheme, Barry?" interrupted Van Dorn, who did not want Perner to get started on the perennial subject of editorial wrongs. Barrifield filled his glass and drained it very slowly. Then he set it down and wiped his lips with his napkin. The waiter brought coffee and cigars. He selected a long, dark Panetela, and lighted it with the air of one making ready to unburden himself of deep wisdom. "Did any of-you-fellows," he began, puffing the smoke into the air and following it with his eyes, "ever[...]."