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Goldmark as he leaned over her desk: she gave him a playful push and called to a waitress to order Mr. Rubinstein a nice steak. And Melky, turning from her with a well satisfied smile, caught sight of Lauriston, and sauntered down to the table at which he sat. "Get your bit of business done all right?" he asked, confidentially, as he took a seat opposite his fellow-lodger and bent towards him.
Goldmark attended to the funeral guests in the upstairs regions, she herself was waiting in the back-parlour for these other visitors.
Goldmark one or two questions about the man who was believed to have dropped one of his cuff-links in her restaurant; he asked Melky a question as to his discovery of the other; he made no comment on the answers which they gave him. Finally, he drew his chair nearer to the table at which they were sitting, and invited their attention with a glance.
Goldmark and became confidentially closeted with her in a little parlour behind her establishment which she kept sacred to herself. Mrs. Goldmark, who had quick eyes, noticed that Melky was wearing his best clothes, and a new silk hat, and new gloves, and had put his feet into patent-leather boots which she secretly and sympathizingly felt to be at least a size too small for him.
At the age of twenty Goldmark wrote a trio for piano, violin, and 'cello. After the first performance of this work at one of the conservatory concerts, Doctor Dvôrák exclaimed, "There are now two Goldmarks." The work has also had performance at the concerts of the Kaltenborn Quartette, and has been published. It begins with a tentative questioning, from which a serious allegro is led forth.
Oh, I think you've the beautifullest mind, Mrs. Goldmark!" With this compliment Melky left Mrs. Goldmark and Zillah, and went away to his lodgings. He was aware of a taxi-cab drawn up at Mrs. Flitwick's door as he went up the street; inside Mrs. Flitwick's shabby hall he found that good woman talking to a stranger a well-dressed young gentleman, who was obviously asking questions. Mrs.
Take my tip and don't let 'em get more out of you than's necessary. I'll go along with you. I'm going to stop here tonight watch-dog, you know. Mrs. Goldmark and another friend's going to be here as well, so Zillah'll have company. And I say, Zillah wants a word with you stop here, and I'll send her down." Lauriston presently found himself alone with Zillah in the little parlour.
"We didn't know what to do, and you didn't come, Melky nobody come and so we locked the house and thought of Mr. Purdie. Mrs. Goldmark has seen somebody!" "Who?" demanded Melky. "Somebody, now? What somebody?" "The man that came to her restaurant," replied Zillah. "The man who lost the platinum solitaire!" Mrs.
He ain't done a thing yet." "He always runs that way," said the wise ones. "Wait till he hits the upper turn." Abe Goldmark, standing on a stool on the lawn, wrinkled his brow in perplexity. "About time for that bird to quit," said he to himself. "He ain't got any license to run a mile with a leg like that!" Jockey Moseby Jones was also beginning to wonder what ailed Black Bill.
Goldmark who had dropped into the chair which Purdie had drawn to the side of the table for her, wagged her head thoughtfully. "This way it was, then," she said, with a dramatic suggestion of personal enjoyment in revealing a new feature of the mystery, "I have a friend who lives in Stanhope Street Mrs. Isenberg. She sends to me at half-past-ten to tell me she is sick. I go to see her immediate.
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