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They crashed softly, never so much as bruised by her carefully even pressure. "Thanks," said Nicholas, and sat down, not caring to, but with good enough grace. He wanted his coat, somehow, and fell to strumming the table top. "Don't, Nicky; you make me nervous." "Here," said Miss Berkowitz, and gave him a cracker and a handful of nuts. The little crashings resumed.

He stopped short and stared at Abe until his bulging eyes caught the sign above the store. For one brief moment he hesitated and then he leaped from the curb to the gutter and plunged across the roadway, with Jacob Berkowitz and Frank Walsh in close pursuit. He seized Abe by both hands and shook them up and down. "Abe Potash!" he cried. "So sure as you live."

There were two women sitting at the round table, shelling nuts. One of them his mother, the other Miss Ada Berkowitz, who jumped up, spilling hulls. Nicholas, in the velveteen dressing gown with the collar turned up, started to back out, Mrs. Turkletaub spoiling that. "You can come in, Nicky. Ada'll excuse you.

Small nodded. "That's me," he said. "I'm Scheuer Smolinski or Sidney Small, whichever you like. When me and Jake Berkowitz started this here Small Drygoods Company we decided that Smolinski and Berkowitz was too big a mouthful for the Pacific Slope, so we slipped the 'inski' and the 'owitz. Scheuer Small and Jacob Burke didn't sound so well, neither. Ain't it?

He sat disconsolately on a pile of piece goods as the four others went into the show-room. "Sit down, Mr. Small," Abe said genially. "Mr. Berkowitz, take that easy chair." Then Morris produced the "gilt-edged" cigars from the safe, and they all lit up. "First thing, Mr. Small," Abe went on, "I should like to know where I seen you before.

Her own daughter-in-law, a girl that was raised in luxury, can cook better as Gussie. I tell you, Mosher, I take off my hat to those Berkowitz girls. And if you should ask me, Ada is a finer one even than Leo's Irma." The sly look of wiseacre wizened up Mosher's face. "Ada!" she says.

He's Jacob Berkowitz, what used to run the Up-to-Date Store in Seattle. I sold him goods when me and Pincus Vesell was partners together, way before the Spanish War already. Who's the other feller?" At that moment the subject of Abe's inquiry looked across the street and for the first time noticed Abe and Morris standing on the sidewalk.

Lean, long, and, to Sara, godlike, with the thick shock of his straight hair still wet from the shower. "Mrs. Berkowitz telephoned already this morning with such a grand compliment for you, son. Her brother-in-law, Judge Rosen, says you're the brains of your firm even if you are only the junior partner yet, and your way looks straight ahead for big things." "Uhm!

I guess she's seen a man in his dressing gown before; the magazine advertisements are full with them in worse and in less. And on Sunday with a headache from all week working so hard, a girl can forgive. He shouldn't think with his head so much, I always tell him, Ada." "I didn't know he was here," said Miss Berkowitz, already thinking in terms of what she might have worn.

"If just once, Mosher, Nicky would make it easy for me, like Leo did for Gussie. When Leo's time comes he marries a fine girl like Irma Berkowitz from a fine family, and has fine children, without Gussie has to cry her eyes out first maybe he's in company that that " "I don't say, Sara, we didn't have our hard times with your boy. But we got results enough that we shouldn't complain.