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Sugarman bent down, lowering his voice into the father's ear. "What! Leibel!" cried Eliphaz, outraged. "Sh!" said Sugarman, "or he will overhear your delight, and ask more. He has his nose high enough, as it is." "B b b ut," sputtered the bewildered parent, "I know Leibel myself. I see him every day. I don't want a Shadchan to find me a man I know a mere hand in my own workshop!"
The Almighty, blessed be He, who created both light and darkness, has made obedient females as well as pleasure-seeking jades. And he blew his nose emphatically into his bandanna. 'Yes; but she won't return me my ring, Elias lamented. 'What! Sugarman gasped. 'Then she considers herself still engaged to you. 'Not at all. She laughs in my face. 'And she has given you back your promise?
Sugarman always carried him so as to demonstrate this fact. Sugarman himself was rigged out in a handsome manner, and the day not being holy, his blue bandanna peeped out from his left coat-tail, instead of being tied round his trouser band. "Good morning, marm," he said cheerfully. "Good morning, Sugarman," said Mrs. Hyams. She was a little careworn old woman of sixty with white hair.
Further, she met her teacher, Miss Miriam Hyams, and curtseyed to her, for Esther was not of those who jeeringly called "teacher" and "master" according to sex after her superiors, till the victims longed for Elisha's influence over bears. Later on, she was shocked to see her teacher's brother piloting bonny Bessie Sugarman through the thick of the ferment.
"But no pretending you haven't got it about you, when we're at the Shool, no asking us to wait till we get home," said Sugarman, "or else I withdraw my man, even from under the Chuppah itself. When shall I bring him for your inspection?" "Oh, to-morrow afternoon, Sunday, when Becky will be out in the park with her young men. It's best I shall see him first!"
His aid was also invoked as a Shadchan, though he forgot to take his commissions and lacked the restless zeal for the mating of mankind which animated Sugarman, the professional match-maker. In fine, he was a witty old fellow and everybody loved him. He and his wife spoke English with a strong foreign accent; in their more intimate causeries they dropped into Yiddish.
"Leah Volcovitch has come to you," said Leibel, "but she shall not come to me." And he rose, anxious to escape. Instantly Sugarman gave a sigh of resignation. "Be it so! Then I shall have to look out for another, that's all." "No, I don't want any," replied Leibel, quickly. Sugarman stopped eating. "You don't want any?" he cried. "But you came to me for one?" "I I know," stammered Leibel.
His manner was as cheerful as only that of a man who has struggled hard to repress a fit of violent profanity can be for the meeting at Henry D. Feldman's office had been fraught with many nerve-racking incidents. Imprimis, there had been Feldman's retainer, a generous one, and then had come the discussion of the building-loan agreement with Milton M. Sugarman, attorney for the I. O. M. A.
They split the difference, and so eleven and threepence represented the predominance of Eliphaz Green's stinginess over Volcovitch's. The very next day Sugarman invaded the Green workroom. Rose bent over her seams, her heart fluttering. Leibel had duly apprised her of the roundabout manner in which she would have to be won, and she had acquiesced in the comedy.
"Your talk has neither face nor figure," answered Sugarman, sternly. "It is just the people one sees every day that one knows least. I warrant that if I had not put it into your head you would never have dreamt of Leibel as a son-in-law. Come now, confess." Eliphaz grunted vaguely, and the Shadchan went on triumphantly: "I thought as much.
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