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Kovalenko would be coming along the street, a tall, sturdy young ruffian, in an embroidered shirt, his love-locks falling on his forehead under his cap, in one hand a bundle of books, in the other a thick knotted stick, followed by his sister, also with books in her hand. "'But you haven't read it, Mihalik! she would be arguing loudly. 'I tell you, I swear you have not read it at all!

I regard it as a duty to assure you that I have had no hand in it.... I have given no sort of ground for such ridicule on the contrary, I have always behaved in every way like a gentleman. "Kovalenko sat sulky and silent. Byelikov waited a little, and went on slowly in a mournful voice: "'And I have something else to say to you.

He returned hastily to the office, for he knew that if Abe found them in conversation on his return he would impute the cancellation of the order to something Morris had said. Thus Felix was left alone in the showroom, save for Cesar Kovalenko, who plied a feather duster industriously among the sample-racks.

Should we let this poor greenhorn be sent back to Russland, which he ain't got a relative in the world, understand me, except his cousin, which he is just as poor as Kovalenko?" "That's all right, Mawruss," Abe declared. "I ain't kicking we shouldn't help the feller. All I am saying is there's lots of our people which they got more dollars as we got dimes.

The transformation begun in Cesar Kovalenko by a haircut and a shave was made complete when Morris, accompanied by Kovalenko's cousin, went with him to a retail clothing establishment. There Cesar discarded forever his cap, top boots and frogged overcoat and emerged but for his vocabulary a naturalized citizen of the cloak-and-suit trade.

Munjoy has seen Kovalenko," Steuermann said, "and he asserts that, so far as proof is concerned, no murder was ever committed." "But, Mr. Steuermann," Morris said, "the feller which he opened the package, y'understand, was blown up so his own father couldn't recognize him even." "That's just the point, Mr. Perlmutter," Steuermann declared; "and Mr.

"Well, certainly it don't do no harm that Kovalenko understands a little English," Morris commented. "Sure not," Abe agreed satirically, "because the quicker he learns English, Mawruss, the quicker he would copy our styles and find a job with a competitor. Take this here Harkavy, for instance.

Take Moses M. Steuermann, for instance; there's a feller which he is such a big charity feller, understand me, why shouldn't he help Kovalenko?" "Well, in the first place, no one tells him about it, Abe," Morris said, "and in the second place " "But why don't we tell him about it, Mawruss?" Abe interrupted. "Why don't you go down to see him, Mawruss, and tell him all about it?"

"'And I tell you I have read it, cries Kovalenko, thumping his stick on the pavement. "'Oh, my goodness, Mihalik! why are you so cross? We are arguing about principles. "'I tell you that I have read it! Kovalenko would shout, more loudly than ever. "And at home, if there was an outsider present, there was sure to be a skirmish.

He sends me to you to speak for the unfortunate Tzwee Kovalenko." "Tzwee Kovalenko," the old man cried, and his beard stood out as his invisible lips tightened, while his nose became sharp and hawk-like. "A mishna meshuna to him, the same as he sent to my son." "No," Morris declared; "he did not send it to your son. It was another that did it."