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"Sometimes, Mawruss," he concluded solemnly, "they gets a good, big souse, Mawruss, where they least expect it." Ike Feinsilver, city salesman for the Hamsuckett Mills Goldner & Plotkin, proprietors was obviously his own ideal of a well-dressed man. His shirts and waistcoats represented a taste as original as it was not subdued; but it was in the selection of his neckties that he really excelled.
Well, Plotkin with his two thousand and Goldner with his two thousand, they start in together as new beginners. They gets the selling agency for the Hamsuckett people, and then they makes big money and buys them out. To-day Goldner & Plotkin is rich men, and all because they got married right!" Feinsilver listened with parted lips.
"One moment," Abe said. "I don't know who this young lady is or nothing; but do you mean to told me that this here dress which I bought it in Paris was made up right here in our place?" "Here, Abe," Morris said, "I want to show you something. Here is from the same goods a garment, and them goods as you know we get it from the Hamsuckett Mills.
Here's a statement from the Hamsuckett Mills, and it shows a debit balance of eleven hundred and fifty dollars what we owe them. Miss Cohen's figures is eleven hundred and forty-two." "That's in our favour already," Abe replied. "The Hamsuckett people must be wrong, Mawruss." "No, they ain't, Abe," Morris said. "It's Miss Cohen's mistake." "Mistake?" Abe exclaimed.
So far what I hear it, the Hamsuckett Mills don't sell their output in Paris. Am I right or wrong?" Abe nodded slowly. "Well, Mr. Perlmutter," Miss Smith said, "here's your sixty dollars. I've got to get back to my patient. You know that I went to Paris with a rheumatic case, and I've left the old gentleman in charge of a friend. I came here to settle up."
She took up some cutting slips from a table, by way of excuse for her intrusion, but the blush and smile with which she acknowledged Ike's rather perfunctory nod betrayed her. Abe was fingering the Hamsuckett swatches, but Miss Cohen's embarrassment did not escape Morris Perlmutter. He marked it with an inward start, and immediately conceived a brilliant idea.
"And now, Ike," Morris continued, "the good seed sown, we talked enough, ain't it? Come on to the office. I want to show you some little mistakes in the Hamsuckett statement." He conducted Ike to the glass-enclosed office, where Miss Cohen bent low over her ledger.
"You mean," he said at length, "that Ike Feinsilver, of the Hamsuckett Mills, is going to marry Miss Cohen?" "You guessed it right, Abe," Morris replied. "And who fixed it up?" said Abe. Morris slapped his chest proudly. "I did," he replied. Abe smoked on in silence. "I suppose I must congratulate her, Mawruss?" he said at length, starting to rise. "There's no hurry," said Morris.
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