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Updated: June 21, 2025
Strangely enough, that very night, long after the street noises had thinned and she had heard Isaac Neugass, creeping up from the drug store, drag the bolt across the apartment door, Lilly sat suddenly up in bed out of a hot tossing period of light doze. She was often crying unconsciously into her sleep these nights, so that her eyes were tear-bitten and dilated into the darkness.
When Isaac Neugass said, "Well, whad can I do for you?" something within her thawed so that she could have cried. "I'm looking for this furnished room," she said, and held out the slip toward him. "You wand my wife," he said, waving her the direction. "Go right outside to the next stoop and ring the bell over Neugass." "Oh, thank you!" she said, suiting her action to his word. "It's a nize room.
Besides, they leave to-morrow for Boston, and with the line-up of entertainments the newspapers say are planned for them, there is no telling when we will get him alone again." "I'm not in voice these days. It's all roughened up since I'm singing downtown. I oh, I'm not ready to-night, Miss Neugass." "Nonsense! Don't ask Opportunity to wait outside when he knocks. He may move on and not return."
Neugass, blessed be their tribe, must all have had about the same look about the eyes. Masha Neugass was sixty, and looked it. A blue-gingham apron held her in at the waist so that she bulged softly and fatly above and below it. Thirty minutes and one hundred years removed from Millionaires' Row, the apartment was just another of those paradoxes which the city can shake from its spangled sleeve.
My mother, who screams out every girl in trouble who dares to come into the drug store for help!" When Lilly bade Alma Neugass good night, they kissed, a dark bony hand lingering on each of Lilly's shoulders. "You've your decision before you yet, Miss Parlow, and you're young and pretty, too.
"You, Miss Neugass, a pianist!" "Sounds queer to you, doesn't it?" "What interfered?" "My own realization. One night before he moved from the neighborhood Doctor Feldman sent pa a pair of seats for De Pachman. I was seventeen then, and Millie seven. Ma stayed in the store and pa and I went. I remember as if it were yesterday.
"I won't go until you've heard me out!" "We're respegtable beoble!" "Oh, I know, Mrs. Neugass, your kind of respectability. I was reared on it. It's the cruelest respectability in the world. It has no outlook except through the narrow little bars of the small decencies you have erected about yourselves." "That fine talk don't save a girl's skin when she's in such a fix like you!"
The centuries had seen to that. She was craven and she was superb in her heritage. "I always say, thank God for whad I am, but it doan' matter to me whad anybody else is, just so she is that with the best she has in her." "Exactly. There there is something I ought to say to you, Mrs. Neugass.
"I don't quite see where the matter of my correspondence can be of interest to you, Mrs. Neugass." "No, but it is of interest to me if everything is all right with you. If everything is over and above-board, as the saying is, Miss Luella!" There was a throb to the silence, as she sat upright there in bed, that seemed to shape itself about her, like a trap.
We doan' got to rent, miss, unless it should be to the righd person. A nice young lady like you " "But what if I were to tell you, Mrs. Neugass, that I'm a mar " "You got references? It ain't I don't trust, but business is business, ain't it?" "I'm afraid I haven't. You see, I'm a stranger. Here from the West to study. I don't quite like it where I am. In fact, I want to get out to-day."
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