The House That Shadows Built (1928)

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94 the house that SHADOWS BUILT over and see if you can run the Penny Arcade, and I’ll attend to the furs.” Adolph Zukor plunged into the new job, and found it from the first more difficult than he thought. But for all the irritation, he felt the glow of showmanship. By the end of two months he decided to abandon the fur business and throw his fortune with the Penny Arcade. He bought Morris Kohn’s holdings. Then, having a good offer, they sold the fur house of Kohn & Company. Morris Kohn travelled West to close up the branch house. When Kohn returned to New York, Adolph Zukor was practically beaten. The original Penny Arcade had taken in other partners. They had combined against him. He had reached an impasse. “All right, Adolph,” said Morris Kohn, “now I’m willing to have a try at it. Suppose you sell back your interest to me.” Adolph accepted on the spot. This was in 1905, the year when Adolph Zukor turned thirty-two. For the first time in his life, he was downed, really downed — a defeat spiritual, however, rather than material. He had lost little or no money in the affair of the Penny Arcade. He found himself with a fluid working capital of nearly two hundred thousand dollars, and for the present nothing to do with it. He began to look round for a good opening in the business of showmanship. For to that he found himself committed. He liked the game — its gaiety and glitter and movement, its sociability, and the sense of standing host to the world.