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Finshriber has to-morrow for Easter dinner that skin doctor, Abrams, and his wife she's so particular about. And Annie with her sore ankle and " "A little shyster doctor like Abrams with his advertisements all over the newspapers should sponge off you and your holiday! By golly! Mrs. Kaufman, just like Ruby says, how you let a whole houseful of old hens rule this roost it's a shame!"
"If all those big, strapping women, Suss and Finshriber and the whole gang of them, were anything but vegetables, they'd get out and hustle with keeping house, to work some of their flabbiness off and give us a chance to get somebody in besides a chocolate-eating, novel-reading crowd of useless women who think, mommy, you're a dumbwaiter, chambermaid, lady's maid, and French chef rolled in one!
With me it's six and a half years day after to-morrow, Easter Day, since I asked myself that question first." "Even my Irving says to me to-night up in the room; jumping up and down on the hearth like he had four legs " "I heard him, Mrs. Katz, on my ceiling like he had eight legs." "'Mamma, he says, 'guess why I feel like saying "Baa."" "Saying what?" "Sheep talk, Mrs. Finshriber.
B-a-a, like a sheep goes." "Oh!" "'Cause I got so many Friday nights' lamb in me, mamma, he said. Quick like a flash that child is." Mrs. Finshriber dipped her head and her glance, all her drooping features pulled even farther down at their corners. "I ain't the one to complain, Mrs. Katz, and I always say, when you come right down to it maybe Mrs.
Kaufman knows how I hate desserts that wabble, a little something extra she could give me." "How she plays favorite, it's a shame. I wish you'd look, too, Mrs. Finshriber, how Flora Proskauer carries away from the table her glass of milk with slice bread on top. I tell you it don't give tune to a house the boarders should carry away from the table like that.
Kaufman's house is as good as the next one, but " "I wish, though, Mrs. Finshriber, you would hear what Mrs. Spritz says at her boarding-house they get for breakfast: fried " "You can imagine, Mrs. Katz, since my poor husband's death, how much appetite I got left; but I say, Mrs. Katz, just for the principle of the thing, it would not hurt once if Mrs.
Vetsburg, she minds you before she minds anybody else in the world." "Ma," said Miss Kaufman, close upon that remark, "some succotash, please." From her vantage down-table, Mrs. Katz leaned a bit forward from the line. "Look, Mrs. Finshriber, how for a woman her age she snaps her black eyes at him. It ain't hard to guess when a woman's got a marriageable daughter not?"
Katz, with her napkin tucked well under her third chin, turned sotto from the protruding husband at her right to her left neighbor, shielding her remark with her hand. "Am I right, Mrs. Finshriber? I just said to my husband in the five years we been here she should just give us once a change from Friday-night lamb and noodles." "Say, you should complain yet!
From Morris Krakower's fourth floor back the tune of a flute began to wind down the stairs. Out of her just-closed door Mrs. Finshriber poked a frizzled gray head. "Ice-water, ple-ase, Mrs. Kauf-man." At the door of the first floor back Mrs. Kaufman paused with her hand on the knob. "Mama, let me run and do it." "Don't you move, Ruby. When Annie goes up to bed it's time enough.
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