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Give me some gedämpftes Kalbfleisch mit Kartoffelklösse." "Right away quick, Mr. Potash," said Louis, starting to hurry away. "Ain't I nobody here, Louis?" cried a bass voice at the table behind Abe. "Do I sit here all day?" "Ex-cuse me, Mr. Kotzen," Louis exclaimed. "Some nice roast chicken to-day, Mr. Kotzen?" "I'll tell you what I want it, Louis, not you me," Mr. Kotzen grunted.
Perlmutter's emotions, and before she was sufficiently calm to disclose the cause of her distress, the gedampftes kalbfleisch gave evidence of its impending destruction by a strong odour of scorching. Hastily Mrs. Perlmutter dried her eyes and ran to the kitchen, so that it was not until the rescued dinner smoked on the dining-room table that Morris learned the reason for his wife's tears.
To be sure the appetizing odour of gedampftes kalbfleisch wafted itself down the elevator shaft as he entered the gilt and plaster-porphyry entrance from the street, but when he crossed the threshold of his own apartment the robust wail of his son and heir mingled with the tones of Lina, the Slavic maid. Of Mrs. Perlmutter, however, there was no sign. "Where's Minnie?" he demanded. "Mrs.