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Gussie's letter was blotted out of my memory. I was once more absorbed in my project I spent the evening at the designer's house. Mrs. Chaikin made new attempts at worming out the size of my fortune and, in addition, something concerning its origin "Is it an inheritance?" she queried. "An inheritance? Why, would you like me to get one?" I said, playfully, as though talking to a child
Moreover, it was reasonable to expect that Chaikin had laid up some money of his own. Our precarious life among unfriendly nations has made a thrifty people of us, and for a man like Chaikin forty-five dollars a week, every week in the year, meant superabundance The Manheimers were relegated to the background. It was no longer a mere matter of punishing Jeff. It was a much greater thing.
I could not look at Ansel Chaikin, or think of him, without picturing him leaving the Manheimers in a lurch and becoming a fatal competitor of theirs. I beheld their downfall. I gloated over it But Chaikin lacked gumption and enterprise. What he needed was an able partner, some man of brains and force.
Only 'a fine designer, indeed! It's a good thing you admit that much at least. Well, but what's the use quarreling? I am here as a friend, not to make threats. That's not in my nature." She gave me a propitiating look, and paused for my reply. "What do you mean, Mrs. Chaikin?" I asked, with an air of complaisant perplexity "'What do you mean?" she mocked me, suavely.
You can't fool me any longer. So there!" Her husband was still employed by the German firm, attending to the needs of our growing little factory surreptitiously every evening and on Sundays. The day seemed near when it would pay him to give all his time to our shop. And he was aware of it, too; to some extent, at least. But Mrs. Chaikin ordained otherwise
There seemed to be a world of possibilities in the long, narrow book in my breast pocket. I was ever conscious of its presence. Humanity seemed to have become divided into two distinct classes those who paid their obligations in cash and those who paid them in checks. I still have that first check-book of mine CHAIKIN made up half a dozen sample garments.
When I added that the shop was on Division Street her face fell "But what difference does it make where it is?" I argued, with studied vehemence. "It's only a place to make samples in for a start." "Mr. Chaikin is not going into a wee bit of a business like that. No, sir."
These were used in my shop by a psalm-muttering old tailor with a greenish-white beard full of snuff, who would have become a Chaikin if he had been twenty years younger. Later I hired the services of a newly graduated cloak-designer who would drop in of an afternoon.
It was not a year and a half after this episode that Chaikin entered my employ as designer I SAW other girls with a view to marriage, but I was "too particular," as my friends, the Nodelmans, would have it. I had two narrow escapes from breach-of-promise suits. "He has too much education," Nodelman once said to his wife in my presence. "Too much in his head, don't you know.
Chaikin was the heart and the actual master of the establishment. Yet all this really wonderful designer received was forty-five dollars a week. He knew his value, and he saw that the two brothers were rapidly getting rich, but he was a quiet man, unaggressive and unassuming, and very likely he had not the courage to ask for a raise
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