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"Must they buy it from us, Abe?" Morris inquired. "Sure they must, Mawruss," Abe said. "Ain't Sol Klinger always selling his stocks to them people?" "Well, Sol Klinger got his customers, Abe, and we got ours," Morris replied doubtfully. "Maybe them people would buy it from Sol and wouldn't buy it from us."
So I says to him he should let Andrew Carnegie worry about that, and he says if he would of bought it at forty he would have been in thirty thousand dollars already." "Who?" Abe asked. "Andrew Carnegie?" "No," Morris said; "Sol Klinger. So I says to him I could get all the excitement I wanted out of auction pinochle and he says " "S'enough, Mawruss," Abe broke in. "I heard enough already.
Even Klinger, whose play of 'Storm and Stress' gave a name to the whole contemporary movement in German literature, reads tamely enough in comparison with 'The Robbers'. But what is most noteworthy of all, Klinger and Leisewitz give us simply dynastic tragedies. In both the outlook is limited to the fortunes of a single house.
Morris asked. "They ain't the owners of it, Mawruss," said Abe. "They're only the brokers." "Maybe Sol Klinger is selling it to the stock-exchange people and they're selling it to us," Morris suggested. "Sol Klinger ain't going to sell his. He's going to hang on to it. Maybe it's this young feller what I see there, Mawruss, only I don't know his name."
"All I know about him is this, Abe," Klinger replied. "We drew on him two reports and both of 'em gives him fifty to seventy-five thousand credit good. He's engaged to be married to Miss Julia Pfingst, who is Joseph Pfingst's a daughter." "Joseph Pfingst," Abe repeated. "I don't know as I ever hear that name before."
He is not only a crook, Abe, but a liar also." "Four dollars wouldn't break us, Mawruss," Abe rejoined, "and we could easy make it up on the next bill he buys from us. But I wasn't talking about Sam Green at all. I mean Max Kirschner." "I much bother my head about Kirschner!" Morris said. "Let Klinger & Klein worry about him." Abe grunted as he removed his hat and coat.
To a man in my conditions, Sol, coffee is poison already." "Why, what's the matter, Abe?" Sol asked. "I'm a sick feller, Sol," Abe went on. "The rheumatism I got it all over my body. I assure you I couldn't go out on the road this fall. I had to hire it a salesman." "Is that so?" Sol Klinger replied. "Well, we had to hire it a new salesman, too a young feller by the name Moe Rabiner.
I already hate the names of Ibsen, Shaw, Wilde, Symons, Maeterlinck, and Gorky. I am only waiting for them to discover Max Klinger and Manet " "Klinger?" asked Stone. "Where have I heard that name?" "He is the great unconscious humorist of modern art, also a great etcher," said Isabel, dryly. "Have you ever heard of the Secessionists?" "Of course," replied Stone, huffily.
"Well, Mawruss," he said, "I seen Sol Klinger coming down the street a few minutes ago, so I kinder naturally just stood out on the sidewalk till he comes past, Mawruss. I saw he ain't looking any too pleased, so I asked him what's the trouble; and he says, nothing, only that Frank Walsh, what they got it for a drummer, eats 'em up with expenses. So I says, How so?
Sol Klinger was so interested in his own narrative that he completely failed to notice its effect on Morris Perlmutter, who sat with his jaw dropping lower and lower, while great beads of perspiration stood on his forehead. "Yes, Mawruss," Sol continued; "Moe Griesman even comes down himself from Sarahcuse to Cyprus to superintend things.
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