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Greesheimer!" she cried, half laughing. "It's simply too wonderful for words!" "Ha ha!" He still had her by the arms. "All you young goils could love me now eh? you could take an old fehlah! Ha-ha-ha!" And the next instant, furious, she felt herself hugged violently, kissed! His lips! His fat soft body! Ugh! She dug her elbow into him with a stifled cry and wrenched away.
Ethel told of Greesheimer, and then of coming back to Joe, of his poverty and of her nursing Susette, of dreaming of children, of falling in love, of marriage and the birth of her boy. "But all the time Amy had been there. Do you understand! Like a spirit, I mean! She had Joe first! She had shaped him!" "Yes "
I'm not going to cry I'm not, I'm not I'll reach that street if it kills me!" Meanwhile in his office Greesheimer was still staring, first at the door and then at the window, and upon his pudgy countenance was a glare of utter astonishment and honest indignation. "Mein Gott!" he exploded. "I give her a hug a hug like a daughter and off like a rocket off she goes!"
Their marriage had only been put off until he had bridged the dangerous time in the launching of his business. For Greesheimer had a mother, an old uncle and a sister and two small nephews to support. But this Zimmerman contract, "Gott sei danke!" would clear the way for marriage at once.
And as that glorious vision, of relatives all radiant and Sadie flushed and joyous leaping into his embrace, had burst upon his dazzled soul, his glance had lit on his employé, and he had hugged her in his joy! And she Again did Greesheimer swear! He felt hot angry blushes rise. And later at his telephone he was saying to a woman friend who ran an employment bureau: "I got to have a stenographer.
And now that she had proved to herself that she had brains behind her face, she dropped her air of severity and even began to enjoy the glances which she knew were cast her way, on the streets and in the office. Even on old Greesheimer, when he was in one of his genial moods, she would bestow a winning smile. It was good to have both brains and face.
There was some excuse, of course, but his real reason obviously was to have a look at her employer and at the same time show the man that she had a male protector. Booh! . . . But Joe had smiled at Greesheimer and had withdrawn quite reassured, leaving her and her job in peace. As Ethel's business life went on, her self-confidence grew apace.
"Of course I know it's just a trial, but I'll do my best, I promise you." "Vell," said Mr. Greesheimer, "you be here tomorrow at nine und ve'll see." He sighed. "Ve'll see, my friend." He turned back to his desk with an abrupt and businesslike little gesture of dismissal. And this businesslike air he retained on the morrow. As he explained her work to her, the tone of his voice was crisp and dry.
And her day from that time on was filled with a succession of little tasks, which at first puzzled and wearied her, made her often anxious and cross, but then attracted her more and more. What a change from the month before, from Mr. Greesheimer to Susette! She became engrossed in the washing and dressing and feeding of her tiny charge.
And in Yiddish and in Hebrew and Russian and American, Greesheimer expressed himself as he strode swiftly up and down. For seven years without a break he had "kept a goil" more fascinating to his taste than any female in New York. Her name was Sadie, she was a model in a dressmaker's shop uptown, and she owned him body and soul.
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