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She held out her hand and Morris took it sheepishly. "I hope you'll forgive me," she said. "I can't blame you, lady," Morris replied as they went toward the front door. "It ain't your fault, lady." He held the door open for her. "And as for that Max Tuchman," he said, "I hope they send him up for life."
I bet yer Max will get the biggest oitermobile he can find up there right away, and he's going to steal her away from us, sure, if we don't hustle." "Dreams you got it, Abe," Morris said. "How should this here young feller, Ralph Tuchman, know that Miss Aaronson was a customer of his Uncle Max Tuchman, Abe?" Abe looked at Morris more in sorrow than in anger.
In the meantime Morris had repaired to the bookkeeper's desk and was looking over the daybook with an unseeing eye. His mind was occupied with bitter reflections when Ralph Tuchman interrupted him. "Mr. Perlmutter," he said, "I'm going to leave." "Going to leave?" Morris cried. "What for?" "Well, in the first place, I don't like it to be called out of my name," he continued. "Mr.
Tuchman when he insisted on taking me up to the Heatherbloom Inn, the Board of Trustees control the placing of the orders. I have only a perfunctory duty to perform when I examine the finished clothing." "Board of Trustees!" Morris exclaimed. "Yes, the Board of Trustees of the Home for Female Orphans of Veterans, at Oceanhurst, Long Island.
I bet you he turns in an expense account like he was on a honeymoon every trip. The last time I seen this here Max Tuchman was up in Duluth. He was riding in a buggy with the lady buyer from Moe Gerschel's cloak department." "Well, I suppose he sold her a big bill of goods, too, Abe, ain't it?" Morris rejoined. "He's an up-to-date feller, Abe.
"A gentleman with a red tie and a fine diamond pin. His name was Tucker or Tuckerton or " "Tuchman," Morris cried. "That's right," said the clerk; "he was a " But Morris turned on his heel and darted wildly toward the entrance. "Say!" he cried, hailing the carriage agent, "did you seen it a lady and a gent in an oitermobile leave here five minutes ago?"
"What good will that do, Abe?" Morris replied. "We ain't certain that he told Max Tuchman nothing, Abe. For all you and me know, Max may of rung him up about something quite different already." "I believe it, Mawruss," Abe said ironically. "But, anyhow, I'm going to ring up that oitermobile concern on Forty-sixth Street and tell 'em to send it around here at twelve o'clock.
"So, naturally, I don't feel so bad as I might about it," Morris went on. "Naturally?" the lady commented. She looked about her apprehensively. "Perhaps we'd better go back to the Prince William. Don't you think so?" "Why, you was going up to the Heatherbloom Inn with Max Tuchman, wasn't you?" Morris said. "How did you find that out?" she asked.
"Did you seen Marcus Bramson?" Morris asked. "Sure I seen him," said Abe; "he's coming down here at half-past three o'clock this afternoon. You needn't trouble yourself about him, Mawruss." Abe hung up his hat, while Morris and Ralph Tuchman once more fell to the work of comparing the statements.
Tuchman could," Morris said; "and now so long as you are content to come downtown we won't talk business no more till we get there." They had an excellent lunch at the Heatherbloom Inn, and many a hearty laugh from the lady testified to her appreciation of Morris' naïve conversation. The hour passed pleasantly for Morris, too, since the lady's unaffected simplicity set him entirely at his ease.
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