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Updated: June 9, 2025
"You don't know what you are talking about, Abe." Nevertheless, when Felix Geigermann, the well-known Harlem dry-goods merchant and violin dilettante, entered Potash & Perlmutter's showroom the next morning Morris greeted him with some misgiving. "Hello, Felix!" he said. "Are you giving us a repeat order so soon already on them 4022's?" Felix shook his head.
Unacquainted with the private door, Miss Mohun entered the office through the showroom, exchanging greetings with the young saleswomen, and finding Miss White putting away her materials. Shaking hands, Miss Mohun said 'I have brought your friend to make a visit to you while I go on to Tideshole.
Pamela and David between them carried the day, and a motor-car was bought. It was not the small useful car talked about at first, but one which had greatly taken the fancy of the Jardine family in the showroom a large landaulette of a well-known make, upholstered in palest fawn, fitted with every newest device, very sumptuous and very shiny.
The bookkeeper in the glass-enclosed cubby-hole across the little hall smiled and nodded and called through the open door: "My, you're a stranger, Mrs. Buck." "Be with you in a minute, Emma," said T.A. And turned to his desk again. She rose and strolled toward the door, restlessly. "Don't hurry." Out in the showroom again she saw Fisk standing before a long table.
At this juncture the elevator door banged open and Abe came into the showroom. "What is the matter here?" he cried. Mr. Gunther smiled. "I'm a United States deputy marshal," he proclaimed, "and I'm arresting this guy under a warrant duly issued in the Southern District of New York.
It seemed to her that she ought to have been trimming hats in the showroom instead of being in that curtained, mysterious, Parisian interior. "Come in," said Sophia, who was sitting up in an armchair, and reading. Madame Foucault opened the door. "One is going to leave you all alone for some time," she repeated in a low, confidential voice, sharply contrasting with her shriek behind the door.
In order to keep Fanny and Archibald out of town she was obliged to deny herself every unnecessary comfort luxuries she had given up long ago and to stay at Dinard's, in Madame's place, through the worst weeks of the year, when the showroom was deserted except for an occasional stray Southerner, and even the six arrogant young women were away on vacations.
As she entered the outer showroom on her way to the street, she heard the voice of Miss Murphy attuned to a cooing pitch, and glancing around a little, painted cabinet, filled with useless ornaments, which stood in the centre of the floor, she beheld a dazzling head of reddish gold before one of the elaborately decorated French mirrors.
I done enough already and if I don't get right home and change my underclothes, which they are dripping wet with perspiration, I would sure catch a bad cold." He shook Abe and Morris warmly by the hand; and hardly had the elevator door closed behind him when the showroom became a scene of nervous activity. "Nathan," Abe yelled to the shipping clerk, "fetch the broom.
And she saw the shop, and the curve of the stairs up to the showroom, and the pier-glass in the showroom. Then the guns began to boom again, and splendid carriages swept one after another from under a majestic archway and glittered westward down a lane of spotless splendid uniforms. The carriages were laden with still more splendid uniforms, and with enchanting toilets.
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