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His
preference
for
Fitzgerald
and
Moy
’
s
Adams
Street
place
was
another
yard
off
the
same
cloth
.
This
was
really
a
gorgeous
saloon
from
a
Chicago
standpoint
.
Like
Rector
’
s
,
it
was
also
ornamented
with
a
blaze
of
incandescent
lights
,
held
in
handsome
chandeliers
.
The
floors
were
of
brightly
coloured
tiles
,
the
walls
a
composition
of
rich
,
dark
,
polished
wood
,
which
reflected
the
light
,
and
coloured
stucco
-
work
,
which
gave
the
place
a
very
sumptuous
appearance
.
The
long
bar
was
a
blaze
of
lights
,
polished
woodwork
,
coloured
and
cut
glassware
,
and
many
fancy
bottles
.
It
was
a
truly
swell
saloon
,
with
rich
screens
,
fancy
wines
,
and
a
line
of
bar
goods
unsurpassed
in
the
country
.
At
Rector
’
s
,
Drouet
had
met
Mr
.
G
.
W
.
Hurstwood
,
manager
of
Fitzgerald
and
Moy
’
s
.
He
had
been
pointed
out
as
a
very
successful
and
well
-
known
man
about
town
.
Hurstwood
looked
the
part
,
for
,
besides
being
slightly
under
forty
,
he
had
a
good
,
stout
constitution
,
an
active
manner
,
and
a
solid
,
substantial
air
,
which
was
composed
in
part
of
his
fine
clothes
,
his
clean
linen
,
his
jewels
,
and
,
above
all
,
his
own
sense
of
his
importance
.
Drouet
immediately
conceived
a
notion
of
him
as
being
some
one
worth
knowing
,
and
was
glad
not
only
to
meet
him
,
but
to
visit
the
Adams
Street
bar
thereafter
whenever
he
wanted
a
drink
or
a
cigar
.
Hurstwood
was
an
interesting
character
after
his
kind
.
He
was
shrewd
and
clever
in
many
little
things
,
and
capable
of
creating
a
good
impression
.
His
managerial
position
was
fairly
important
—
a
kind
of
stewardship
which
was
imposing
,
but
lacked
financial
control
.
He
had
risen
by
perseverance
and
industry
,
through
long
years
of
service
,
from
the
position
of
barkeeper
in
a
commonplace
saloon
to
his
present
altitude
.
He
had
a
little
office
in
the
place
,
set
off
in
polished
cherry
and
grill
-
work
,
where
he
kept
,
in
a
roll
-
top
desk
,
the
rather
simple
accounts
of
the
place
—
supplies
ordered
and
needed
.
The
chief
executive
and
financial
functions
devolved
upon
the
owners
—
Messrs
.
Fitzgerald
and
Moy
—
and
upon
a
cashier
who
looked
after
the
money
taken
in
.
For
the
most
part
he
lounged
about
,
dressed
in
excellent
tailored
suits
of
imported
goods
,
a
solitaire
ring
,
a
fine
blue
diamond
in
his
tie
,
a
striking
vest
of
some
new
pattern
,
and
a
watch
-
chain
of
solid
gold
,
which
held
a
charm
of
rich
design
,
and
a
watch
of
the
latest
make
and
engraving
.
He
knew
by
name
,
and
could
greet
personally
with
a
“
Well
,
old
fellow
,
”
hundreds
of
actors
,
merchants
,
politicians
,
and
the
general
run
of
successful
characters
about
town
,
and
it
was
part
of
his
success
to
do
so
.
He
had
a
finely
graduated
scale
of
informality
and
friendship
,
which
improved
from
the
“
How
do
you
do
?
”
addressed
to
the
fifteen
-
dollar
-
a
-
week
clerks
and
office
attaches
,
who
,
by
long
frequenting
of
the
place
,
became
aware
of
his
position
,
to
the
“
Why
,
old
man
,
how
are
you
?
”
which
he
addressed
to
those
noted
or
rich
individuals
who
knew
him
and
were
inclined
to
be
friendly
.
There
was
a
class
,
however
,
too
rich
,
too
famous
,
or
too
successful
,
with
whom
he
could
not
attempt
any
familiarity
of
address
,
and
with
these
he
was
professionally
tactful
,
assuming
a
grave
and
dignified
attitude
,
paying
them
the
deference
which
would
win
their
good
feeling
without
in
the
least
compromising
his
own
bearing
and
opinions
.
There
were
,
in
the
last
place
,
a
few
good
followers
,
neither
rich
nor
poor
,
famous
,
nor
yet
remarkably
successful
,
with
whom
he
was
friendly
on
the
score
of
good
-
fellowship
.
These
were
the
kind
of
men
with
whom
he
would
converse
longest
and
most
seriously
.
He
loved
to
go
out
and
have
a
good
time
once
in
a
while
—
to
go
to
the
races
,
the
theatres
,
the
sporting
entertainments
at
some
of
the
clubs
.
He
kept
a
horse
and
neat
trap
,
had
his
wife
and
two
children
,
who
were
well
established
in
a
neat
house
on
the
North
Side
near
Lincoln
Park
,
and
was
altogether
a
very
acceptable
individual
of
our
great
American
upper
class
—
the
first
grade
below
the
luxuriously
rich
.
Hurstwood
liked
Drouet
.
The
latter
’
s
genial
nature
and
dressy
appearance
pleased
him
.
He
knew
that
Drouet
was
only
a
travelling
salesman
—
and
not
one
of
many
years
at
that
—
but
the
firm
of
Bartlett
,
Caryoe
&
Company
was
a
large
and
prosperous
house
,
and
Drouet
stood
well
.
Hurstwood
knew
Caryoe
quite
well
,
having
drunk
a
glass
now
and
then
with
him
,
in
company
with
several
others
,
when
the
conversation
was
general
.
Drouet
had
what
was
a
help
in
his
business
,
a
moderate
sense
of
humour
,
and
could
tell
a
good
story
when
the
occasion
required
.
He
could
talk
races
with
Hurstwood
,
tell
interesting
incidents
concerning
himself
and
his
experiences
with
women
,
and
report
the
state
of
trade
in
the
cities
which
he
visited
,
and
so
managed
to
make
himself
almost
invariably
agreeable
.
To
-
night
he
was
particularly
so
,
since
his
report
to
the
company
had
been
favourably
commented
upon
,
his
new
samples
had
been
satisfactorily
selected
,
and
his
trip
marked
out
for
the
next
six
weeks
.
“
Why
,
hello
,
Charlie
,
old
man
,
”
said
Hurstwood
,
as
Drouet
came
in
that
evening
about
eight
o
’
clock
.
“
How
goes
it
?
”
The
room
was
crowded
.
Drouet
shook
hands
,
beaming
good
nature
,
and
they
strolled
towards
the
bar
.
