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Ann Eliza was in no mood for such interpretations of life; but, knowing that Miss Mellins had been invited for the sole purpose of keeping her company she continued to cling to the dress-maker's side, letting Mr. Ramy lead the way with Evelina.
Ramy, while the elder sister sat down in her place at the pinking-machine. It seemed to Ann Eliza that she was alone for hours, and she was surprised, when she heard Evelina tap on the door, to find that the clock marked only half-past ten. "It must have gone wrong again," she reflected as she rose to let her sister in.
Ramy pulled the conductor's sleeve and they got out again; then they stood in the blazing sun, near the door of a crowded beer-saloon, waiting for another car to come; and that carried them out to a thinly settled district, past vacant lots and narrow brick houses standing in unsupported solitude, till they finally reached an almost rural region of scattered cottages and low wooden buildings that looked like village "stores."
He was much less portentous than the others, though she guessed him to be above them in authority; and encouraged by his tone she seated herself on the edge of the chair he waved her to. "I hope you'll excuse my troubling you, sir. I came to ask if you could tell me anything about Mr. Herman Ramy. He was employed here in the clock-department two or three years ago." Mr.
They heard her turn the key of the outer door, and a gust of night air stirred the close atmosphere of the back room; then there was a sound of vivacious exclamations, and Evelina returned with Mr. Ramy. Ann Eliza's heart rocked like a boat in a heavy sea, and the dress-maker's eyes, distended with curiosity, sprang eagerly from face to face. "I just thought I'd call in again," said Mr.
Ramy sat together in the forward part of the car, and Ann Eliza could catch only an occasional glimpse of the forget-me-not bonnet and the clock-maker's shiny coat-collar; but when the little party got out at their corner the crowd swept them together again, and they walked back in the effortless silence of tired children to the Bunner sisters' basement. As Miss Mellins and Mr.
Ramy was sick. YOU could." The words pierced Ann Eliza like a blade. "Yes, that's so," she said. "It would only seem friendly, if he really IS sick. If I was you I'd go to-day," Evelina continued; and after dinner Ann Eliza went. On the way she had to leave a parcel at the dyer's, and having performed that errand she turned toward Mr. Ramy's shop.
Ramy, who was looking at his plate, said suddenly one word which the sisters could not understand; it sounded to Ann Eliza like "Shwike." Mrs. Hochmuller laughed again. "My, my," she said, "wouldn't you think he'd be ashamed to go and be sick and never dell me, me that nursed him troo dat awful fever?"
"My sister will reach down the clock; but I'm sure she's all right again. She's went beautiful ever since you fixed her." "Dat's good," said Mr. Ramy.
"In what capacity was Ramy employed here?" he asked after a moment. "He he told us that he was one of the heads of the clock-department," Ann Eliza stammered, overswept by a sudden doubt. "That was probably a slight exaggeration. But I can tell you about him by referring to our books. The name again?" "Ramy Herman Ramy." There ensued a long silence, broken only by the flutter of leaves as Mr.
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