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It's just because I am crazy to see you that you have got to move." "Don't you want me even to call at your house?" I asked, with an ironical smile, as though I did not take the matter seriously "Well, that would look strange. Call sometimes, not often, though, and never when Margolis is out." "Oh, I shall commit suicide," I snarled "Oh, well. It isn't as bad as all that." "I will.
Names like Ashkenazi, Heilperin, Hurwitz, Landau, Luria, Margolis, Schapiro, Weil, Zarfati, etc., variously spelled, took the place, through intermarriage and by adoption, of the ancient Slavonic nomenclature. The language, manners, modes of thought, and, to a certain extent, even the physiognomy of the earlier settlers, underwent a more or less radical change.
Margolis took a seat again. Lucy, with part of a cooky in her mouth, stepped over to her and seated herself on her lap, throwing her arm around her. She struck me as the very image of her mother. Presently, however, I discovered that she resembled her father quite as closely.
When we parted there was a note of gratitude and of something like obsequiousness in his voice ON a Friday afternoon, during the first week of Bender's connection with my establishment, as he and I were crossing a side-street on our way from luncheon, I ran into the loosely built, bulky figure of Max Margolis. Max and I paused with a start, both embarrassed. I greeted him complaisantly
I treated her as a dear old friend. She, however, persisted in wearing a mask of politeness, as if she had come strictly on business and there had never been any other relations between us "Everybody is all right, thank you," she answered "Is Lucy married?" "Oh, she has a beautiful little girl of two years. But I do want to tell you about Margolis.
"G-r-e-a-t great," her mother answered, with a smile "B-o-o-k book. Oh, give me some harder words." "Laughter." "L-a-u-g-h-t-e-r laughter." "Is that correct?" Margolis turned to me, all beaming. "I wish I could do as much. And nobody has taught her, either. She has learned it all by herself. Little Lucy is the only teacher she ever had. But she will soon be ahead of her. Won't she, Lucy?"
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."
He will soon be a millionaire, don't you know. Then he won't bother about calling on poor people like us." "But I have said the sorrel soup is fit for a king, and a king has many millions," I rejoined. "I shall always be glad to come, provided Lucy and Dannie have no objection." "You remember their names, don't you?" Mrs. Margolis said, beamingly. "You certainly have a good memory."
"He just wants me to believe he is trying to do something for me." But, of course, I was not altogether devoid of hope that I was mistaken and that he was making a sincere effort to raise a loan for me Mrs. Margolis went into the kitchen immediately her husband departed. Presently she came back, carrying a glass of tea on a saucer.
I said, rushing over to her She stood up and we shook hands. I took her into my private office through my private corridor. "Dora! Well, well!" I murmured in a delirium of embarrassment "I have come to tell you not to mind Margolis and not to call at the house," she said, gravely, looking me full in the face. "It would be awful if you did. He is out of his mind. He is "
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