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Bamberger was a resentful sort of man, but on the other hand he was a man of business, and his fortune depended on that of his great partner. Mr.
Nathan Bamberger, what can buy and sell you three times over, ain't ashamed to go in her Lindell Avenue kitchen, when her husband or her son likes red cabbage, what you can't hire cooked, or once in a while a miltz." "Say, if I've heard that once, I've "
She did it with a grace which was fascinating to look upon. "Who is that woman?" asked the director, watching Carrie in her little scene with Bamberger. "Miss Madenda," said Quincel. "I know her name," said the director, "but what does she do?" "I don't know," said Quincel. "She's a friend of one of our members."
At times she wished that she had never gone into the affair; at others, she trembled lest she should be paralysed with fear and stand white and gasping, not knowing what to say and spoiling the entire performance. In the matter of the company, Mr. Bamberger had disappeared. That hopeless example had fallen under the lance of the director's criticism. Mrs.
While Logotheti watched him, three small drops of perspiration appeared high up on his forehead, just where the parting of his thin light hair began; for he felt that he must make up his mind what to say, and several seconds had already elapsed since the question. 'As a matter of fact, he said at last, with an evident effort, 'I did catch sight of Miss Bamberger later.
He walked away to listen to Bamberger, who was feebly spouting some ardent line. Mrs. Morgan saw the drift of things and gleamed at Carrie with envious and snapping black eyes. "She's some cheap professional," she gave herself the satisfaction of thinking, and scorned and hated her accordingly.
'That one thing yes, no doubt. But you either don't know, or you don't realise just what all the rest has been, up to the death of that poor girl in the theatre in New York. 'He was engaged to her, was he not? 'Yes. 'I forget who she was. 'His partner's daughter. She was called Ida Bamberger. 'Ida? Like the little girl? 'Yes. Bamberger divorced his wife, and she married Senator Moon.
Bamberger, and was sorry that he had not known Miss Bamberger, who had been engaged to marry Mr. Van Torp, as every one had heard. He thought he saw a difference in Feist's expression, but was not sure of it. The pale, unhealthy, and yet absurdly youthful face was not naturally mobile, and the almost colourless eyes always had rather a fixed and staring look.
Almost all doctors, except those in French plays, have some sense of humour. On the third day Isidore Bamberger came to the door of the private hospital and asked to see Mr. Feist. Not having heard from him, he had been to the hotel and had there obtained the address.
If I don't manage that, he may get off in the end in spite of your evidence. 'Look here, Mr. Bamberger, said Feist, waking up, 'if you want my evidence, don't talk of dropping me as you did just now, or you won't get it, do you understand? You've paid me the compliment of telling me that I can hold my tongue. All right. But it won't suit you if I hold my tongue in the witness-box, will it?
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