Descriptive Essay The Owner Of Yoshiwara - 1442 Words

The proprietor of Yoshiwara used to earn money in a variety of ways. One of them, and quite positively the most harmless, was to make bets that no man, be he ever so widely travelled, was capable of guessing to what weird mixture of races he owed his face. So far, he had won all such bets, and would sweep in the money with hands of such cruel beauty they would not have shamed an ancestor of the Spanish Borgias, the nails of which showed an inobliterable shimmer of blue. On the other hand, the politeness of his smile on such profitable occasions originated unmistakably in that graceful insular world, which, from the eastern border of Asia, smiles gently and watchfully across the sea at mighty America. There were prominent properties†¦show more content†¦Slim bowed. September looked at him. A mask of brass seemed to fall over September’s face. With a glance at the driver of the taxi, in which Slim had come, the driver tore off again. â€Å"Would to God that tin kettle taxi had gone up in the air before bringing that lunatic here yesterday evening,† said September. â€Å"He drove away my guests before they even thought of paying. The girls are huddling down in the corners like lumps of wet cloth. That is, those who are not in hysterics. Unless I call in the police I might just as well close the house because it doesn t look as though that chap will have recovered his five senses by this evening.† â€Å"Of whom are you speaking, September?† asked Slim. September looked at him. At this moment, the tiniest hamlet in North Siberia would have flatly refused to be the birthplace of so idiotic looking an individual. â€Å"If it is the man for whom I have come here to look,† continued Slim, â€Å"then I shall rid you of him in a more agreeable and swifter manner than the police.† â€Å"And for what man are you looking, sir?† Slim hesitated. He cleared his throat slightly. â€Å"You know the white silk which is woven for comparatively few in Metropolis?† In the long line of ancestors, the manifold sediment of whom had been crystallized into September, a fur trader from Tarnopolis must also have been represented and he now smiled out from the corners of his great grandson s wily eyes. The proprietor of Yoshiwara invited Slim, with true