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"You can order a pound of carrot tea and some lollypops," answered his mother, and then Billy Bunny picked up his striped candy cane and set off for the village, and by and by he came to the post office and the nice lady postmistress called to him that there was a letter there addressed to Billy Bunny, Old Brier Patch, but what was written in it I'm not going to tell you now, for I must stop and play a game of pinochle with dear, kind Uncle Lucky, who just telephoned me to come over to his house and have a game with him this evening, and I mustn't keep him waiting another minute.
It was up to me to hand Gladys the frosty get-back, so this is what I said: Respected Madam: I'm a slob on that bridge whist thing, plain poker being the only game with cards that ever coaxes my dough from the stocking, but I'll do the advice gag if it chokes me: Bridge whist is played with, cards, just like pinochle, with the exception of the beer.
"Because he's got to help his father out nights in his cigar store what he keeps it on Avenue B," Morris answered. "His father is Max Tuchman's brother. You know Max Tuchman, drummer for Lapidus & Elenbogen?" "Sure I know him a loud-mouth feller, Mawruss; got a whole lot to say for himself. A sport and a gambler, too," Abe said. "He'd sooner play auction pinochle than eat, Mawruss.
"You talk like Scheuer Blumenkrohn, Mawruss, when he comes round here last year and wants to swap it two lots in Ozone Grove, Long Island, for a couple of hundred misses' reefers," Abe replied. "When I speculate, Mawruss, I take a hand at auction pinochle." "This ain't no speculation, Abe," said Morris. "This is an investment.
I played pinochle with that bar-sinister chap," continued Tenison, referring to the enemy by the short and ugly word, "all one night, and couldn't get ten cents out of him and he half-drunk at that. What do you know about that? "Jim," Tenison changed his tone and his rambling talk suddenly ceased, "you've not told me rightly yet about Abe."
"It took those four about two minutes to get acquainted. In three minutes they had told their real names, and it turned out that Meyers belonged to an organization that was a second cousin of the Bisons. In five minutes they had got together a deck and a pile of chips and were shirt-sleeving it around a game of pinochle.
"Fish O'Brien, Pinochle Schmidt, Tom Wilkins, Apache Gordon, Charley of th' Bar Y, Penobscot Hughes an' about twenty others died fightin'." Porous looked his astonishment: "Cavalry?" "An' I'm going after th' dogs who did it," he continued, ignoring the question. "Are yu with me? Yu used to pal with some of them, didn't yu?" "We did, an' we're shore with yu!" cried Porous.
"Does your nerve centre tinkle-tinkle like a breakfast bell?" "Right again!" "Have you a feeling that the germs have attacked your Adam's apple and that there won't be any core?" "Yes!" "When you look at the wall paper does your brain do a sort of loop-the-loop and cause you to meld 100 aces or double pinochle?" "Yes, and 80 kings, too!"
Several times he broke away from a pinochle game to rush upstairs and see if the note was as chilly as he remembered. It always was. Then for a week he awaited a more definite invitation from her, which did not come. He was uneasily polite to Nelly these days, and tremulously appreciative of her gentleness. He wanted to brood, but he did not take to his old habit of long solitary walks.
"First, I seen Moe Klein, of Klinger & Klein," he went on. "Moe says he seen Mendel Immerglick, in the back of Wasserbauer's Café, playing auction pinochle with a couple of loafer salesmen at three o'clock in the afternoon, and while Moe was standing there already them two low-lives set Immerglick back three times on four hundred hands at a dollar a hundred, double double."
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