He was a rich man now, a nabob beginning from to-day.
"St. Peter's Umbrella"
Kálmán Mikszáth
"Well, well, my dear," said the nabob of Glogova, shaking back his long gray hair, "never mind, trust in Gongoly, he will find it for you.
"St. Peter's Umbrella"
Kálmán Mikszáth
Oh, well; he, Haggerty, had got his seven thousand in rewards; he was living now like a nabob up in the Bronx.
"The Voice in the Fog"
Harold MacGrath