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"Will you come, Miss Nelly?" "Indeed I will! Oh, you sha'n't leave me out! Wasn't I there when " "Indeed you were! Oh, we'll have a reg'lar feast at the Astor artichokes and truffles and all sorts of stuff.... Would would you like it if I sold the play?" "Course I would, silly!" "I'd buy the business and make Rabin manager the Souvenir Company.
And this was no mere braggadocio Comrade Rabin actually proceeded to shut up his tailor-shop, and went away to join the "red brigade", which was being organized by the Jewish revolutionists of New York! If the German war-lords had set out deliberately to ham-string the American Socialists, to make it impossible for them to go on demanding peace, they could not have acted differently.
But Rabin and me is going as partners together in the cloak and suit business, and if there's anything in that contract about me not selling cloaks as my own boss I'll eat it." Abe went to the safe for the contract. At last he found it, and after reading it over he handed it to Morris. "You eat it, Mawruss," he said. "Louis is right."
Harris Rabin laughed aloud. "Jokes you are making it, Mawruss," he said. "A joke is a joke, but when a feller got all the trouble what I got it, as you know, Mawruss, he got a hard time seeing a joke, Mawruss." "That ain't no joke, Harris," Morris replied. "That's an offer, and I can sit right down now and make a memorandum if you want it, and pay you fifty dollars as a binder."
At which there leaped to his feet a Russian Jewish tailor, Rabin by name; his first name was Scholem, which means Peace, and he cried in great excitement: "Vot business have ve Socialists vit such vords? Ve might leaf dem to de enemy, vot?" You might have thought you were in Leesville, listening to Comrade Stankewitz.
Henochstein, another member of the real-estate fraternity, was in intimate conference with Harris Rabin. "I think we got him going," he was saying. "My wife seen Mrs. Perlmutter at a Kaffeeklatsch yesterday, and she told her I made you an offer of forty-eight four-fifty for the house.
But I'll do what I can for you. Come in and see me in about a week. Goo' day." Rabin, the salesman, waylaid Mr. Wrenn in the corridor. "You look kind of peeked, Wrenn. Old Goglefogle been lighting into you? Say, I ought to have told you first. I forgot it. The old rat, he's been planning to stick the knife into you all the while.
I guess you know him, too, don't you?" Morris admitted sullenly that he did. "He's got a daughter, Miss Miriam Rabin," Louis concluded. "Her and me is going to announce our engagement in next Sunday's Herald." He paused and watched Morris and Abe, to see the news sink in. "And as soon as we're married," he said, "back to the road for mine, but not with Potash & Perlmutter."
Through his friend Rabin, the salesman, Mr. Wrenn got better acquainted with two great men Mr. L. J. Glover, the purchasing agent of the Souvenir Company, and John Hensen, the newly engaged head of motto manufacturing.
Just then he met them in the corridor, all of them except Guilfogle, headed by Rabin, the traveling salesman, and Charley Carpenter, who was bearing a box of handkerchiefs with a large green-and-crimson-paper label.
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