In the almost fifty years since grandfather Dehpour’s wealth had

begun to accumulate, it seemed that everything he did had

been carefully calculated in advance to confuse the Tehran merchants

and make fools of them.  He undertook enterprises that everyone

predicted were doomed to disaster; instead they turned out to

be gold mines.  He bought property on the deserted outskirts

of the city, but in no time at all a

building boom started and he sold the land for ten

times cost.  He purchased stock in near bankrupt companies, and

made a fortune.  He was always doing what seemed strange.


Paraphrases from the novel The Family Moskat by Isaac Bashevis Singer.