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"Yes, but you stole another two pounds," said Becky. "How do you know?" said Sugarman startled. Becky winked and shook her head sapiently. "Never you mind." The published list of the winning numbers was so complex in construction that Sugarman had ample opportunities of bewildering his clients. "I von't sell you no more tickets," said Sugarman with righteous indignation.
Even five shillings' worth of nash cannot last for ever. May ten ammunition wagons of black curses be discharged on thee!" replied Mrs. Sugarman, her one eye shooting fire. This was the last straw of insult added to injury. Sugarman was exasperated beyond endurance.
"I vill go to the advertisers and speak burning words to them. I vill " "Garn! They'd kick you out!" croaked Ebenezer. "They'll only listen to an Englishman." His coarse-featured face glistened with spite. "My Ebenezer has a good appearance," said old Sugarman, "and his English is fine, and dat is half de battle."
"Ah, but a wife is not a camel," said Leibel, with a sage air. "And a cutter is not a master tailor," retorted Sugarman. "Enough, enough!" cried Leibel. "I tell you, I would not have her if she were a machine warehouse." "There sticks something behind," persisted Sugarman, unconvinced. Leibel shook his head. "Only her hump" he said with a flash of humour.
I have lent your good moder's corkscrew." "I shall be pleased to send Ebenezer a little present, but I can't come, I really can't. You must excuse me." Daniel turned away. "Vell," said Sugarman, anxious to assure him he bore no malice. "If you send a present I reckon it de same as if you come." "That's all right," said Daniel with strained heartiness.
Had she been more pious her hair would never have turned gray. But Miriam had long since put her veto on her mother's black wig. Mrs. Hyams was a meek, weak person and submitted in silence to the outrage on her deepest instincts. Old Hyams was stronger, but not strong enough. He, too, was a silent person. "P'raps you're surprised," said Sugarman, "to get a call from me in my sealskin vest-coat.
"Yes," said Sugarman the Shadchan, quickly; "but if his rod had not been made of sapphire he would have split that instead of the rock." "Was it made of sapphire?" asked Meckisch, who was rather a Man-of-the-Earth. "Of course it was and a very fine thing, too," answered Sugarman. "Do you think so?" inquired Peleg Shmendrik eagerly. "The sapphire is a magic stone," answered Sugarman.
Immediately they commenced to bargain vigorously, and at intervals of five minutes each modified his price for the option, until half an hour had expired, when they met at four hundred dollars. "All right," B. Rashkin cried, "let us go and see Milton M. Sugarman and draw up the option." "I am agreeable," Abe said; "any lawyer could draw it up, so far as I am concerned."
Sugarman fidgeted about uneasily; not one surreptitious seizure escaped him, and every one pricked him like a needle. Soon his soul grew punctured like a pin-cushion. The Shalotten Shammos was among the worst offenders, and he covered his back-handed proceedings with a ceaseless flow of complimentary conversation. "Excellent fish, Mrs.
'With stuffed monkeys, said Elias cynically. 'With you, too. Elias blushed quite easily. 'How do you know? 'I offered her another man, and she slammed the door in my face! 'You you offered Elias stuttered angrily. 'Only to test her, said Sugarman soothingly. Elias gazed at him in admiration. 'You are as crafty as Jacob, our father.
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