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Levinsky, you certainly have no reason to cry over the milk you spilled at Manheimer's, have you?" I had heard the witticism from him more than once before. So had some of the other men present. Nevertheless, he now delivered it with gusto, and it was received with a hearty roar of merriment, in which his own laughter was the loudest
I did not know what happiness was, so I did not miss it much. I only dreamed of it. But the Lord of the World would have me taste it, so that I might miss it and that my heart might be left with a big, big wound. I want you to know exactly how I feel. Oh, if I could turn this poor heart of mine inside out! Then you could see all that is going on there. Listen, Levinsky.
He was handsomer than ever, and there was a new air of quiet, though conscious, intellectual importance about him. The sight of him as I beheld him coming toward me gave me a pang of envy "Levinsky! How are you? How are you?" he shouted, flinging himself at me effusively "I hear you're practising medicine," I returned. And, looking him over gaily, I added, "A doctor every inch of you." He blushed
I found Max in the general living-room, which was also a dining-room, a fat boy of three on his lap and a slender, pale girl of eight on a chair close by. His wife, a slender young woman with a fine white complexion and serious black eyes, was clearing away the lunch things "Mrs. Margolis, Mr. Levinsky," he introduced us. "Plainly speaking, this is my wifey and this is a friend of mine."
"I believe you, I believe you, Levinsky," he rejoined. We parted more than cordially, Max promising to call on me again and to spend an evening with me. I was left in a singular state of mind. I was eaten up with compunction, and yet the pain of my love reasserted itself with the tantalizing force of two months before. Max never called on me again.
The A. Lincoln Wilbram prize went to a small boy named Aaron Levinsky whose English was 99 per cent. pure. Little Aaron's essay was printed as the centre-piece in Wilbram, Prescott & Co.'s page in the Bee; little Aaron invested his gold in thrift-stamps, and the tumult and the shouting died. Miss Angelina Lance sat alone every evening of the week. True, Mr.
One white-haired little man with a terrier face never took his eyes off her "First of all I want to tell you that this is one of the most important days in my life," she began. "It is certainly not a happy day. I want to say right here that I am willing to die for you, Levinsky. I am terribly in love with you, Levinsky. Yes " Her voice broke.
Our capital was growing apace, but we often lacked working cash After I paid the debt I owed Meyer Nodelman I obtained other favors from him. He took a sponsorial interest in my business and often offered me the benefit of his commercial experience in the form of maxims "Don't bite off more than you can chew, Levinsky," he would tell me. "Finding it easy to get people to trust you is not enough.
Why not try to get your old landlady to open her stocking? From what you have told me, she ought not to be a hard nut to crack if you only go about it in the right way. This suggestion made a certain appeal to me, but I would not betray it. I continued resentfully silent "You just try her, Levinsky. She'll let you have the four hundred dollars, or half of it, at least."
He wrote upon a blank form in this with a stub of pencil, tore out the leaf, tossed it over to his companion and took up the paper dollar. "I've got to go to work, too, in the morning," he said, "and I might as well begin now. There's a receipt for the dollar instalment. I've been a collector for O'Dowd & Levinsky for three years.
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