Recently widowed, Albert Schmidt has triumphantly rediscovered domestic bliss in the Hamptons with Carrie, the Puerto Rican waitress who is younger than his daughter. Schmidt is content with keeping his own hours and steering his own course, even as he becomes entertained--and increasingly ensnared-- by the odd billionaire Michael Mansour. Among Schmidt's other heartbreaks and delights is the scandal engulfing his detested son-in-law. Where will it all lead? Is Mansour a true friend or just a big cat playing with a WASP mouse? Can May and December remain on the same calendar as the sun sets? Through it all, one thing is clear: Schmidt has found a new life far beyond the deck chair.
With the elegance and mordant wit readers have come to expect of him, Louis Begley has created a magnificent story of how virtue may be rewarded.
BONUS: This edition includes an excerpt from Louis Begley's Memories of a Marriage.
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|Title of eBook: Schmidt Delivered|
|Release Date: 12-01-2010|
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Yes, it's Schmidtie here. Hello hello. Yes, this is Schmidtie speaking.
He had knocked the telephone off his night table and was groping under the bed for the receiver. People shouldn't be calling a retired gent before nine. Or was this some sort of bad news? Charlotte!
I hope this is not an inconvenient time.
The speaker's voice was agreeably deep, with a mystifying rough intonation at the edge.
You don't remember me.
Terribly sorry, I'm not good at recognizing voices.
Look, there's no reason you should remember me, though people usually do remember my voice. I'm Michael Mansour. That's right, in this country I pronounce "Man-sower," not "Man-soor." Anything to make it easy for the natives. We met yesterday, at the Blackmans' party. You know who I am?
Now Schmidt had his bearings. Of course, the billionaire investor who backs Gil's films. Egyptian, or something, but lodged firmly toward the top of Forbes magazine's list of the richest tycoons in America.
Of course. I've read about you, more than once. The king of bottom fishers.
Ha! Ha! I like thatyou made a pun, right? But that's just how I make money. I'm a friend of Gil's, he gave me your telephone number. I'd like you and your wife to come over for lunch on Saturday. My house, at one-thirty, unless you want to take a dip in the ocean before we start drinking. Gil says you're his best friend. He's told me what kind of lawyer you were. I'm sorry...