Daniel Dehpour blossomed into something definite in the business world.

The walnut-importing business had proved to be a lucrative enterprise.

He filled the public eye as a partner in Haim

& Dehpour with offices in Tehran and Baghdad, and other

things about it that sounded and looked grandiose. The offices

in the two capitals may have consisted — and probably did —

of one room in each; but at a distance all

this had an air. Business associates were more puzzled than

dazzled, it is true; but even the most sober-minded among

them began to think that there was something in it.

____________________________________

Paraphrases from the novel Victory by Joseph Conrad.

Advertisements