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Being a philosopher, however, he kept his mind active in as many other directions as possible, like a child deliberately feasting upon thoughts of Santa Claus though on the way to a promised spanking. "There's a hoodoo on this block," Johnny observed as they were caught in the traffic crush almost in front of their destination. "Lofty and Ersten must be the hoodooers, then," laughed Polly.
Ersten had a struggle of his own. "All what was in when you left," he bravely confessed. "That coat for Mrs. Follison gives me trouble for a week!" "She's got funny shoulders," commented Schnitt with professional impersonality. "It's the left one. You cut it Let me see it."
"Sure he must," agreed Ersten. "We're getting old. Thirty-seven years we worked together. I stood up for Heinrich at his wedding and he stood up for me at mine. He's a stubborn assel!" "That's the trouble," mused Johnny, "He said he wouldn't work in this shop any more." "Here must he come in this place!" reiterated Ersten, instantly stern; and he walked sturdily away, removing his coat.
"Oh, well; I tell you," he consented with an almost malignant glance in the direction of Johnny. "All my customers know me in that place." "Your customers would find you anywhere," Close complimented him. "Maybe they do," admitted Ersten. "My cousin, Otto Gruber, had a fine saloon business. He moved across the street and broke up." "It was not the same," Close assured him.
We very much doubt if Milton himself could make a description of an execution half so horrible as the simple lines in the Daily Post of a hundred and ten years since, that now lies before us "herrlich wie am ersten Tag," as bright and clean as on the day of publication.
Heinrich's face had lighted with pleasure at the sight of Constance, but there was a trace of sadness in his voice. "You must tell Louis Ersten," he politely advised her. "I did," protested Constance. "He's holding it back on account of the coat, and that's your affair." "It is Louis Ersten's," insisted Heinrich with dignity. "I have retired from business."
"Oh, well, if you say so," returned Ersten with poorly assumed indifference. "It's as fine as a frog's feather!" Johnny assured Heinrich Schnitt half an hour later. "Will he move?" asked Heinrich. "Yes, but you mustn't say anything about it" "Well, I like to know it," returned Heinrich with proper caution. "I have his promise," asserted Johnny. "Then he moves," declared Heinrich, fully satisfied.
He doesn't look well." "He don't work. It makes him sick!" Ersten's voice was as gruff as ever; but Johnny, watching narrowly, saw that he was concerned, nevertheless. "His eyes are bad," went on Johnny, "but I think he would like to come back to work." "Did he say it?" asked Ersten with a haste which betrayed the eagerness he did not want to show.
"Thank you," said Johnny briskly, and started for the nearest telephone directory. "I'll drop in on you." "Well," returned Ersten resignedly, "it won't do you any good." Johnny grinned and went out, having first made a swift but careful estimate of Ersten's room, accommodations and requirements. Outside, he studied the surrounding property, then called on a real estate firm.
Before your month is up, Ersten will send for you in a new shop!" "Will he promise it?" "No," confessed Johnny. "I promised it but Ersten will do it." Heinrich pondered the matter long and soberly. "All right; I try it," he agreed. "Three cheers!" said Johnny with a huge sigh of relief. "I'll be back after you in about an hour."
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