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"I got just so much right to be here as you," he said, "and that partner of yours too." He hurled this defiance at Morris, who had entered the room on Abe's heels; but the retort passed unnoticed so far as Morris was concerned, since he was absorbed in the contemplation of the presents. "Well, Klinger," he said, "you are making Mrs. Gladstein a pretty fine present, ain't it?" Klinger scowled.
"Aber sterling," Gurin insisted, and Klinger made a telling diversion. "I suppose you sent 'em something sterling also," he said. "Me?" Gurin exclaimed. "Why should I buy presents? I am a retailer myself, Mr. Klinger, so I sent 'em some flowers." "I don't see 'em nowhere," Sol retorted.
"You needn't worry about that, Mawruss," he replied. "Stocks from stock exchanges maybe I don't know it, Mawruss; but stocks from silk foulards I do know it, Mawruss, and don't you forget it." "Sol Klinger must think he ain't taking chances enough in these here stocks, Mawruss," Abe Potash remarked a week after the slump in Interstate Copper. "He got to hire a drummer by the name Walsh yet.
"No, Abe, I don't want to work for no landlord all my life." "But I seen Marks Henochstein yesterday, Mawruss, and he told it me Klinger & Klein ain't paying half the rent what they pay down here. So, if we could get it two floors we wouldn't increase our expenses, Mawruss, and could do it maybe twicet the business."
That's a perculater and it cost me, so sure as I am standing here, fifteen dollars, so I would let you have it for twelve-fifty on account its being shopworn." "Take ten dollars and make an end," rejoined Klinger, tendering a bill. "For ten dollars I could give you a fine piece cut glass, Mr. Klinger," Flachs insisted.
"Do you mean to accuse me of plagiarism, wicked fellow? I grant that you are right, my cunning Wolf, it was a lapsus. I did think of Klinger, and I sympathized with his youthful hero Wild, who declared that, among the sweetest pleasures, he would like to be stretched over a drum, or exist in a pistol-barrel, the hand ready to blow him into the air."
"That feller has always been a good friend of ours, Abe, and even if he wouldn't be, Abe, that ain't no way to talk about a concern what does a business like Klinger & Klein." "Don't make no speeches, Mawruss," Abe retorted. "Go ahead and tell me what Sol Klinger told it you about J. Edward Kleebaum."
"Ain't that a fine thing," he exclaimed, "that a feller with a responsible position like Brady should be fooling away his time at Coney Island in business hours." Abe laughed and clapped Sol Klinger on the back.
"Is that Klinger, or who is it that refreshes himself in hurly-burly?" "It is I who am every thing," replied Goethe, striding and swaggering up and down. "I was an assistant, in order to be something lived upon the Alps, tended the goats, lay under the vault of heaven day and night, refreshed by the cool pastures, and burned with the inward fire. No peace, no rest anywhere.
"I know you can," Abe said enthusiastically, "and if you would put it to 'em strong enough I think we could swing back to us them orders from Sammet Brothers and Klinger & Klein." "That I will do for you, also," B. Gans agreed. "But now, Potash, I got troubles ahead of me, too." "How's that?" Abe inquired, much interested.
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