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Updated: June 2, 2025
Into this atmosphere so surcharged that it had almost the singing quality of a current through it entered Miss Bleema Pelz, on slim silver heels that twinkled, the same diaphanous tulle of the photograph enveloping her like summer, her hair richer, but blending with the peach-bloom of her frock, the odor of youth her perfume. "Bleema darling, you're just in time!"
Yet all of this somehow lit by a fall of very coarse, very white, and very freshly starched lace curtains portiere-fashion from the door, looped back in great curves from the single window, and even skirting stiffly and cleanly the bureau-front and bed-edge. "How is my little mammela?" said Mr. Pelz, leaning over the bed to kiss Mrs.
Out of years that had first veered and finally taken course under his unquestionable captaincy, Rudolph Pelz, with some of their storm and stress written in deep brackets round his mouth, the red hair just beginning to pale and thin, and a certain roundness of back enhancing his squattiness, had come snugly and simply into harbor.
"Good-by, Lester good-by, darling cable every day by good-by boy!" "Good-by, little Reddie! Thanks for the beautiful fruits and letters. Good-by, Mr. Pelz!" "Play fair in the picture, Spencer. Don't hog the scenes. Help instead of hinder Sopinsky." "Indeed I will, sir! Good-by, Mrs. Pelz!" "Good-by, Lester! God bless you, my boy! Take care of yourself, and remember my little girl is "
The coin rolled to the bed-edge, bounced off to the floor, rolled to the zinc edge. Immediately after, on all-fours, his face screwed up for scrutiny and the back of his neck hotly ridden with crimson, Mr. Pelz leaned after. "Roody what?" "Heads!"
Barker insisted on driving Claudius back to his lodging, though it was only five minutes' walk, and exacted a promise that the Doctor should take him on the morrow to a real German breakfast at the Fauler Pelz, and that they would "start off somewhere" in the afternoon.
Pelz, the way they go mad over me in that Pelham Bay scene in 'The Marines Are Coming. I dropped into the Buckingham to see it last night, and before I knew it the house had it that I was present and was going wild over me. They had to throw the spotlight on the box." "I love that scene, too, Lester!
"Oh, that's all right, Mrs. Pelz. I'll stay around and be entertained by you and Mr. "I'll be back in twenty minutes, moms. Surely you'll excuse me that long! I want to drive him down in my new runabout. I promised. Please, moms! Dad?" "Ask your papa, Bleema; I I don't know " "Dad?" "You heard what I said, Bleema. No!" A quick film of tears formed over Miss Pelz's eyes, her lips quivering.
Hello! how's my friend, the picture king?" "Rotten," said Mr. Pelz, amiably, shaking hands with a great riding-up of cuff, and seating himself astride a Florentine bench and the leather-embossed arms of the Strozzi family. "Roody, what a way to sit!" "'What a way to sit, she tells me. I'd like to see a fellow sit any way in this room without making a monkey of himself. Am I right, Feist?
"Dunlap's are a grand firm of decorators, Mr. Feist. I'm having them do Grismer, too." "Well, Feist, how does it feel to have us for neighbors?" "Immense, Pelz!" "Like I said to my husband, between us the way the estates adjoin, we got a monopoly on Long Island ain't it so?" "And believe me, Mrs. Pelz, you'll never regret the buy.
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