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"Hyman Kotzen and Potash & Perlmutter agrees it that one thousand dollars what he lent it off of them should not be returned for three months from date, no interest nor nothing. And also, that Potash & Perlmutter should not give up the diamonds, neither. "That's all right," Hymie said. He folded the paper into his pocketbook and turned to Morris.
"No, siree," Hymie said; "either I pay you the thousand now, Abe, or I don't pay it you for three months, and no interest nor nothing." Abe looked at Morris, who nodded his head slowly. "What do we care, Abe," he said, "two weeks or three months is no difference now, ain't it?" "I'm agreeable, then, Hymie," Abe declared.
"For my part, Hymie," he said, "you should have it in a minute. I know it you are good as gold, and if you say that you will pay on the first of the month a U-nited States bond ain't no better." He paused impressively and laid a hand on Hymie's knee. "Only, Hymie," he concluded, "I got it a partner. Ain't it? And you know Mawruss Perlmutter, Hymie.
Three hundred to the Capitol Credit Outfitting Company, and five hundred to Feinroth and Pearl." "Hold on there, Abe!" Hymie exclaimed. "You only got six hundred, and you sold a thousand garments." "I know, Hymie," said Abe, "but I'm going home to-morrow, and I got a month in which to ship the balance." "Going home?" Hyman cried. "Sure," said Abe.
A fellow what wants to do his creditors buys goods in New York, we'll say, for his business in Galveston, we'll say, and then when he gets the goods he don't even bother to unpack 'em, Hymie, but ships 'em right away to you. And you examine 'em, and if they're all O. K., why, you send him a check for about half what it costs to manufacture 'em.
"So long as I ain't working I'm resting, ain't it, Hymie? And you know as well as I do, Hymie, selling goods never was work to me. It's a pleasure, Hymie, I assure you." He placed two of the plum-colored Empire gowns under his arm, and thrusting his hat firmly on the back of his head made straight for the dry-goods district.
"But, Hymie," he exclaimed, "I don't want your diamonds. If I had it the money myself, Hymie, believe me, you are welcome to it like you was my own brother."
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