The House That Shadows Built (1928)

Record Details:

Title:
The House That Shadows Built
Date:
1928
Publisher:
New York: Doubleday
Volume:
The House That Shadows Built
Leaf #:
00088
Language:
English
Collection:
Hollywood Studio System
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Media History Digital Library
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
November 16, 2023
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72 THE HOUSE THAT SHADOWS BUILT On an upper floor of the building where Kohn displayed his pelts, flourished a dealer in odd lots. Kohn knew nothing ill of him. At Kohn’s suggestion, this man took over some of Zukor’s stock and arranged to dispose of it on commission. A few days later, Adolph Zukor came into Kohn’s office with all his temper blazing— in a murderous mood. A friend had revealed to him the situation in that storehouse up above. The odd-lot broker was crooked. He intended, apparently, to sell off Zukor’s stock, pocket all the receipts, and trust to the principle that possession is nine points of the law. Only that week he had sold three hundred and eighty-five dollars’ worth of these goods; and when Adolph had asked for an accounting, he had reported “no sales.” Morris Kohn called up a few acquaintances on the telephone, asked some pointed questions. He had leaped before he looked; the man had a slippery reputation. Adolph Zukor, raging in the corner, was alternately for physical violence and for going to the law. “ It will do you no good to beat him up,” said Morris Kohn, “and a lawsuit will cost you more than they’re worth. I have an idea.” Ignatz, the office boy in that crooked loft above, had worked for Morris Kohn, owed him a good turn. Morris Kohn lingered in the hall until Ignatz came downstairs. “ Kid,” he said, “would you mind staying round your