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Updated: July 17, 2025
They are made for one another, the collector and the book; and it is astonishing how infrequently they miss of realizing their mutual happiness. The book-seller is a marriage-broker for unwedded books. His business is to find them homes, and take a fee for so doing. Sugarman the Shadchan was not more zealous than is your vendor of rare books.
If she had only had a fourth uncle, she would have been dumb into the bargain; there is only one mouth and my life would have been a happy one. Before I told Soorka that history she used to throw up her better breeding and finer family to me. Even in public she would shed my blood. Now she does not do it even in private." Sugarman the Shadchan winked, readjusted Nehemiah and went his way.
"Not much of a rise that," said Esther smiling, for the Belcovitches had always lived on the third floor. "Oh, they could have gone to a better street altogether," explained Debby, "only Mr. Belcovitch didn't like the expense of a van." "Then, Sugarman the Shadchan must have moved, too," said Esther. "He used to have the first floor." "Yes, he's got the third now.
"Then, vy not take another eighth of a ticket?" inquired Sugarman the Shadchan, who seemed to spring from the other end of the room. He was one of the greatest Talmudists in London a lean, hungry-looking man, sharp of feature and acute of intellect. "Look at Mrs. Robinson I've just won her over twenty pounds, and she only gave me two pounds for myself. I call it a cherpah a shame."
The great Shadchan offered him a chair, but nothing else. Hospitality was associated in his mind with special occasions only, and involved lemonade and "stuffed monkeys." He was very put out almost to the point of indigestion to hear of Leibel's final determination, and plied him with reproachful inquiries.
Leibel admired the verbal accuracy of these statements, which he had just caught. "But I didn't know he would be having money," murmured Eliphaz. "Of course you didn't know. That's what the Shadchan is for to point out the things that are under your nose." "But where will he be getting this money from?" "From you," said Sugarman, frankly. "From me?" "From whom else? Are you not his employer?
"You see, Green has other and less beautiful daughters." "Yes, but then it settles itself more easily. Say five shillings." "Eliphaz Green is a hard man," said the Shadchan instead. "Ten shillings is the most I will give!" "Twelve and sixpence is the least I will take. Eliphaz Green haggles so terribly."
"Love will not turn machines, much less buy them. You must have a dowry. Her father has a big stocking; he can well afford it." Leibel's eyes lit up. There was really no reason why he should not have bread and cheese with his kisses. "Now, if you went to her father," pursued the Shadchan, "the odds are that he would not even give you his daughter to say nothing of the dowry.
It is true all marriages depend on money," he added bitterly, "only it is the fashion of police court reporters to pretend the custom is limited to the Jews." "Vell, I did go to Reb Shemuel," said Sugarman "I dought he'd be the very man to arbitrate." "Why?" asked Daniel. "Vy? Hasn't he been a Shadchan himself? From who else shall we look for sympaty?" "I see," said Daniel smiling a little.
It said, "Have you really the face to come to me again with an ideal man?" "He has all the qualities that you desire," began the Shadchan, in a tone that repudiated the implications of the monosyllable. "He is young, strong, God-fearing " "Has he any money?" grumpily interrupted Eliphaz. "He will have money," replied Sugarman, unhesitatingly, "when he marries." "Ah!"
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