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Roody, for God's sake, don't get so red! Williams some water quick! Roody!" "I'm all right. All right, I tell you. She got me excited. Sit down, Bleema sit down, I said." "Pelz, if you don't mind, I think maybe I'd better be going." "You stay right here, Feist. I want you to hear every word that I'm going to say. If my daughter has no shame, I haven't, either. Williams, call Mrs.
"By God, I'll kill him first! The dirty hou " "Pelz, for God's sake, control yourself!" 'I'll kill him, I tell you, Feist!" "Roody!" "You can't scare me that way, dad. I'm no baby to be hollered at like that. I love Lester Spencer, and I'm going to marry him!" "I'll kill him; I'll " "Roody, Roody, for God's sake! 'Sh-h-h, the servants! Williams, close quick all the doors.
To think not one of my children home and to-day a holiday, my place not in order " "Now, now, Mrs. Fischlowitz, just so soon you go to one little bit of trouble, right away I got no more pleasure. Please, Mrs. Fischlowitz. Ach, if you 'ain't got on your pantry shelfs just the same paper edge like my Roody used to cut out for me." "Come, come, Mrs. Meyerburg, in parlor where " "Go way mit you.
The Eyetalians maybe didn't know no better, but I should have to suffer, too, when for four-seventy-nine I can buy myself at Tracy's the finest kind of a rocking-chair that fits me." "Roody!" "Say, Feist agrees with me; only, he don't know you well enough yet to let on.
The little mammela will say which way it is to be heads or tails. How's that, Rosie the baby should decide it for us?" "Roody we mustn't!" "Heads or tails, Rosie?" "Quick!" "H-heads!" "Quick now, papa's baby, open up little fist!" "Roody, not so rough! She can't hold that big nickel." "That's just what I want she should let it fall." "Roody, Roody, I hope it's tails."
That's how it is with life a river that rises with getting born and flows into death, and the in-between is life and and " "Roody, will you please hurry for sup dinner? Do you want Feist to arrive with you not yet dressed?" Mr.
Rosa Sopinsky Pelz, on an evening when the air rose sultry, stale, and even garbage-laden from a cat-and-can-infested courtyard, flashed her quick smile toward that opening door, her week-old infant suckling at her breast. "You ought to seen, Roody; she laughed! Puckered herself up into the cutest little grin when mamma left just now." Mr.
Only the high cheek-bones and bony jaw-line and the rather inconveniently low voice, which, however, had the timbre of an ormolu clock in the chiming, indicating his peculiar and covert power to dominate as dynamically as ungrammatically a board of directors reckoning in millions across the mahogany. "Shall I call in Sato to help you dress, Roody?" "Please no!
"There's some herring on the table mamma brought over, and some raw meat and onions. That's some borshtsh on the stove Etta carried all the way over from Hester Street for your supper." "And what for the little mammela?" "I'm fed up, Roody. Mamma closed the store at five to run over with some of that milk-shake like Doctor Aarons said. He sent his little son Isadore over with the prescription.
Our Leon, who could so easily have been excused, not even to wait for the draft." "It's not too late yet please, Leon " "Our Roody and Boris both in camp, too, training to serve their country. Why, mamma, we ought to be crying for happiness! As Leon says, surely the Kantor family who fled out of Russia to escape massacre should know how terrible slavery can be.
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