the titan-第6章
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thing he could make out of it if he would go and organize that North State Street line。 He promised me a bunch of sheers if he ever worked it out； but he never give 'em to me。 I didn't expect him to； though；〃 he added； wisely； and with a glint。 〃I'm too old a trader for that。 He's out of it now； anyway。 That Michaels…Kennelly crowd skinned him。 Yep； if you'd 'a' been here ten or fifteen years ago you might 'a' got in on that。 'Tain't no use a…thinkin' about that； though； any more。 Them sheers is sellin' fer clost onto a hundred and sixty。〃
Cowperwood smiled。 〃Well； Mr。 Laughlin；〃 he observed； 〃you must have been on 'change a long time here。 You seem to know a good deal of what has gone on in the past。〃
Yep； ever since 1852；〃 replied the old man。 He had a thick growth of upstanding hair looking not unlike a rooster's comb； a long and what threatened eventually to become a Punch…and…Judy chin； a slightly aquiline nose； high cheek…bones； and hollow； brown…skinned cheeks。 His eyes were as clear and sharp as those of a lynx。
〃To tell you the truth； Mr。 Laughlin；〃 went on Cowperwood； 〃what I'm really out here in Chicago for is to find a man with whom I can go into partnership in the brokerage business。 Now I'm in the banking and brokerage business myself in the East。 I have a firm in Philadelphia and a seat on both the New York and Philadelphia exchanges。 I have some affairs in Fargo also。 Any trade agency can tell you about me。 You have a Board of Trade seat here； and no doubt you do some New York and Philadelphia exchange business。 The new firm； if you would go in with me； could handle it all direct。 I'm a rather strong outside man myself。 I'm thinking of locating permanently in Chicago。 What would you say now to going into business with me？ Do you think we could get along in the same office space？〃
Cowperwood had a way； when he wanted to be pleasant； of beating the fingers of his two hands together； finger for finger； tip for tip。 He also smiled at the same timeor； rather； beamedhis eyes glowing with a warm； magnetic； seemingly affectionate light。
As it happened； old Peter Laughlin had arrived at that psychological moment when he was wishing that some such opportunity as this might appear and be available。 He was a lonely man； never having been able to bring himself to trust his peculiar temperament in the hands of any woman。 As a matter of fact； he had never understood women at all； his relations being confined to those sad immoralities of the cheapest character which only moneygrudgingly given； at thatcould buy。 He lived in three small rooms in West Harrison Street； near Throup； where he cooked his own meals at times。 His one companion was a small spaniel； simple and affectionate； a she dog； Jennie by name； with whom he slept。 Jennie was a docile； loving companion； waiting for him patiently by day in his office until he was ready to go home at night。 He talked to this spaniel quite as he would to a human being （even more intimately； perhaps）； taking the dog's glances； tail…waggings； and general movements for answer。 In the morning when he arose； which was often as early as half past four； or even fourhe was a brief sleeperhe would begin by pulling on his trousers （he seldom bathed any more except at a down…town barber shop） and talking to Jennie。
〃Git up； now； Jinnie；〃 he would say。 〃It's time to git up。 We've got to make our coffee now and git some breakfast。 I can see yuh； lyin' there； pertendin' to be asleep。 Come on； now！ You've had sleep enough。 You've been sleepin' as long as I have。〃
Jennie would be watching him out of the corner of one loving eye； her tail tap…tapping on the bed； her free ear going up and down。
When he was fully dressed； his face and hands washed； his old string tie pulled around into a loose and convenient knot； his hair brushed upward； Jennie would get up and jump demonstratively about； as much as to say； 〃You see how prompt I am。〃
〃That's the way；〃 old Laughlin would comment。 〃Allers last。 Yuh never git up first； do yuh； Jinnie？ Allers let yer old man do that； don't you？〃
On bitter days； when the car…wheels squeaked and one's ears and fingers seemed to be in danger of freezing； old Laughlin； arrayed in a heavy； dusty greatcoat of ancient vintage and a square hat； would carry Jennie down…town in a greenish…black bag along with some of his beloved 〃sheers〃 which he was meditating on。 Only then could he take Jennie in the cars。 On other days they would walk； for he liked exercise。 He would get to his office as early as seven…thirty or eight； though business did not usually begin until after nine； and remain until four…thirty or five； reading the papers or calculating during the hours when there were no customers。 Then he would take Jennie and go for a walk or to call on some business acquaintance。 His home room； the newspapers； the floor of the exchange； his offices； and the streets were his only resources。 He cared nothing for plays； books； pictures； musicand for women only in his one…angled； mentally impoverished way。 His limitations were so marked that to a lover of character like Cowperwood he was fascinatingbut Cowperwood only used character。 He never idled over it long artistically。
As Cowperwood suspected； what old Laughlin did not know about Chicago financial conditions； deals； opportunities； and individuals was scarcely worth knowing。 Being only a trader by instinct； neither an organizer nor an executive； he had never been able to make any great constructive use of his knowledge。 His gains and his losses he took with reasonable equanimity； exclaiming over and over； when he lost： 〃Shucks！ I hadn't orter have done that；〃 and snapping his fingers。 When he won heavily or was winning he munched tobacco with a seraphic smile and occasionally in the midst of trading would exclaim： 〃You fellers better come in。 It's a…gonta rain some more。〃 He was not easy to trap in any small gambling game； and only lost or won when there was a free； open struggle in the market； or when be was engineering some little scheme of his own。
The matter of this partnership was not arranged at once； although it did not take long。 Old Peter Laughlin wanted to think it over； although he had immediately developed a personal fancy for Cowperwood。 In a way he was the latter's victim and servant from the start。 They met day after day to discuss various details and terms； finally； true to his instincts； old Peter demanded a full half interest。
〃Now； you don't want that much； Laughlin；〃 Cowperwood suggested； quite blandly。 They were sitting in Laughlin's private office between four and five in the afternoon； and Laughlin was chewing tobacco with the sense of having a fine； interesting problem before him。 〃I have a seat on the New York Stock Exchange；〃 he went on； 〃and that's worth forty thousand dollars。 My seat on the Philadelphia exchange is worth more than yours here。 They will naturally figure as the principal assets of the firm。 It's to be in your name。 I'll be liberal with you； though。 Instead of a third； which would be fair； I'll make it forty…nine per cent。； and we'll call the firm Peter Laughlin & Co。 I like you； and I think you can be of a lot of use to me。 I know you will make more money through me than you have alone。 I could go in with a lot of these silk…stocking fellows around here； but I don't want to。 You'd better decide right now； and let's get to work。
Old Laughlin was pleased beyond measure that young Cowperwood should want to go in with him。 He had become aware of late that all of the young； smug newcomers on 'change considered him an old fogy。 Here was a strong； brave young Easterner； twenty years his junior； evidently as shrewd as himselfmore so； he fearedwho actually proposed a business alliance。 Besides； Cowperwood； in his young； healthy； aggressive way； was like a breath of spring。
〃I ain't keerin' so much about the name；〃 rejoined Laughlin。 〃You can fix it that…a…way if you want to。 Givin' you fifty…one per cent。 gives you charge of this here shebang。 All right； though； I ain't a…kickin'。 I guess I can manage allus to git what's a…comin' to me。
〃It's a bargain； then；〃 said Cowperwood。 〃We'll want new o
