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I'll speak to my partner about it, and if he says it's all right I'm agreeable." He repaired to the cutting-room, where Morris chafed at the delay in Pasinsky's departure. "Ain't that feller gone yet, Abe?" he asked. "I'm just giving him a few last advices," Abe replied. "Well, I hope you're more successful as I was, Abe," Morris rejoined.
"You don't believe nothing, Mawruss," Abe concluded as he made for the cutting-room; "you're a regular amethyst." "With a feller like Kuhner," Marks Pasinsky declared on the following Monday, "you couldn't be a cheap skate, Mr. Potash." "I always sold it Kuhner, too," Abe replied; "but I never spent it so much as three hundred dollars in one week in Chicago."
Abe was occupied in the store with an unusual rush of spring trade, Morris had his hands full in the office and cutting-room; but Miss Cohen and Ike Feinsilver had been busiest of all, for in less than six days after their visit to the theatre a solitaire diamond-ring sparkled on the third finger of the lady's left hand. "Well, Mawruss," Abe said ten days later, "I suppose you fired Miss Cohen?"
"When he seen the smoke coming up he shuts quick the iron door on the freight elevator and everything's all right in the cutting-room, only a little water by the elevator shaft." "And how about the packages from Feinholz?" Morris continued. But before Miss Cohen could reply Abe burst into the show-room with a broad grin on his face. "That's a good joke on Feinholz, Mawruss," he said.
Together they walked rapidly toward the freight elevator, which opened into the cutting-room, but before they reached the door a shrill outcry rose from the floor below. The East Side slogan of woe, "Oi gewalt," blended with women's shrieks, and at length came the cry: "Fie-urr! Fie-urr!"
"No, Abe," he said, "it don't go so quick. I got another appointment for next week." Abe grunted. "All I got to say, Mawruss," he commented, "you shouldn't forget you are a partner in a cloak and suit business." "Don't worry," Morris replied; "you wouldn't let me forget that, Abe." He strode off toward the cutting-room and once more Abe resumed his fixed grin.
"Our other styles, too, he turns out wonderful. Our Empire models what he designs for us, Abe, I assure you is also making a tremendous sensation. You ought to see the letter we got this morning from Horowitz & Finkelbein." Barney blew his nose with a loud snort. "I guess I'll go upstairs, and see what the boys is doing in the cutting-room, Leon," he said, and made a hasty exit.
Fanny lamented that the shop had closed at that time of year, for she had planned a Christmas tree of unprecedented splendor for Ellen, but Mrs. Zelotes was to be depended upon as usual, and Andrew told his wife to make no difference. "That little thing ain't goin' to be cheated nohow," he said one night after Ellen had gone to bed and his visiting companions of the cutting-room had happened in.
At length he braced himself to tell it all; but just as he cleared his throat by way of prelude Morris was summoned to the cutting-room and remained there until closing-time.
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