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"Maybe you don't think so, Mawruss, but Asimof figures differencely; because he told me this morning, that after the engagement is off, understand me, Mrs. Gladstein and him makes a division of the presents. Asimof takes what was sent by the concerns which is selling him goods, and Mrs. Gladstein takes the rest, all excepting a present they got from Marks Pasinsky.
"With people like Marks Pasinsky," Abe retorted as he paused at the door, "I don't got to make no threats. I know who I am dealing with, Mr. Prosnauer, and so, instead I should make threats I go right away and see a lawyer, and he will deliver the goods. That's all I got to say." "Hold on there, Mr. Potash," Prosnauer cried. "It ain't necessary for you to see a lawyer.
"That's all right," Morris interrupted. "We take your word for it. The point is, could you sell it him a big bill of goods, maybe?" Marks Pasinsky leaned back in his chair and laughed uproariously. "Why, Mr. Perlmutter," he said, all out of breath from his mirth, "that feller is actually putting his job in danger because he's holding off in his fall buying until I get to Seattle.
"The way I feel now, Pasinsky, I could eat most anything," he retorted. "I could eat a round trip, if I had a cup of coffee with it, so hungry I am. Let's have some supper." "Supper!" Pasinsky cried. "What do you want supper for? The game is young yet." "Shall I tell you something?" the third hand a stranger to Abe said. "You both played that hand like Strohschneiders.
Also, I am only a partner here, y'understand, and what I says goes for nix. But the way it looks to me now, Abe, if this here Pasinsky sells all the goods he talks about, Abe, we will got to have four times more capital as we are working with now. And if he spends it three hundred dollars in every town he makes we wouldn't have no capital left at all. And that's the way it goes."
Simon Kuhner stood full six feet tall and was a decided blond, while Chester Prosnauer, whom he knew by sight only, was as large as Marks Pasinsky himself. "Who could that be, I wonder?" Abe murmured. "It was a gentleman staying over at the Altringham," the clerk said. "Then it couldn't be them," Abe concluded. "If Pasinsky comes back you should please tell him to wait.
"All I would blame you is if you wouldn't have our sample line in good shape by next week, because I want Pasinsky to leave here by Monday sure." "Don't you worry about them samples, Abe," Morris cried. "Them samples is good enough to sell themselves; and the way I figure it out, they got to sell themselves, Abe, because I don't believe Pasinsky could sell nothing to nobody."
"Go over to the Altringham yourself, if you think I'm stringing you." Abe turned without another word and hustled over to the Altringham. "Do you know a feller by the name Marks Pasinsky?" he asked the clerk. "Is he a guest of the house?" the clerk said.
Sure enough, he gets the orders from both of 'em the very next morning. That's the kind of salesman he is." "But why didn't Pasinsky send us along the orders, Moe," Abe protested, "and we could fix up about the commissions later? Why should he sent it the orders to Klinger & Klein and Sammet Brothers?"
If I can settle this thing up nice and friendly I would do so." They shook hands, and Abe retraced his steps to the hotel, where he again inquired for Marks Pasinsky. "He hasn't come back yet, Mr. Potash," the clerk said, and Abe retired to the writing-room and smoked a cigar by way of a sedative.
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