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"Aha, but think of it," said the stranger, "the feasting and the dancing, and the beer! I would go to this wedding feast myself, were I not a stranger. I would go if I knew the bride." "We will take our brother," cried Joseph eagerly. "Our friends will welcome him." Simon hesitated. "I like not Rosenblatt." "But Rosenblatt will be too drunk by this time," suggested the stranger.
If you trip yourself up and pitch into the corner, that is your own business. Get out of this office, you disorderly beast! Hurry up!" The agent put his hand upon the counter and leaped over. Rosenblatt fled, terrified. "Brute!" said the agent, "I can't stand these claim jumpers. You did that very neatly," he said to Brown, shaking him warmly by the hand.
Author of "The Heart of Hope," "The Lead of Honour," "George Thorne," and "The Honey Pot." Is now connected with the American Embassy, Rome, Italy. *Miss Fothergill. ROSENBLATT, BENJAMIN. Born on New Year's Eve, 1880, in a tiny Russian village named Resoska. When he was ten, his parents brought him to New York, where he was set to work in a shop at once. Later he sold newspapers.
"You think!" shouted the lawyer. "You know, don't you? You bought it for her. You made the first payment upon it, did you not?" "Yes, I did." "And since that time you have cashed money orders for her that have come month by month?" Again Rosenblatt hesitated. "I have sometimes " "Tell the truth!" shouted O'Hara again; "a lie here can be easily traced. I have the evidence.
It was the Montague girl who had most thrilled him for two years. Yet, almost as if from habit, he heard himself asking, "Is do you happen to know if Beulah Baxter is married?" "Baxter married? Sure! I should think you'd know it from the way that Sig Rosenblatt bawls everybody out." "Who is he?" "Who is he? Why, he's her husband, of course he's Mr. Beulah Baxter."
At this point O'Hara swiftly changed his ground. "You have befriended this woman, Paulina Koval?" "Yes." "You have, in fact, acted as her financial agent?" "I have assisted her in her financial arrangements. She cannot speak English." "Whose house does she live in?" Rosenblatt hesitated. "I am not sure." "Whose house does she live in?" roared O'Hara, stepping toward him. "Her own, I think."
He disappeared at once behind the neighbouring shack. Paulina, trembling so that her fingers could hardly pin the shawl she put over her head, made her way through the crowd. A few moments she stood before her door, as if uncertain which way to turn, her limbs trembling, her breath coming like sobs. In this plight Rosenblatt came upon her. "What is the matter with you, Paulina?" he cried.
Others, too, of that hungry gorging company found themselves disturbed in their ordinary occupation by this vision of sweet and tender beauty that flitted about them, ministering to their voracity. To none more than to Rosenblatt himself was the transformation of Irma a surprise and a mystery. It made him uneasy.
It was a striking testimony to his fine sense of honour that Rosenblatt insisted that Jacob, Paulina, and indeed the whole company, should make the fullest investigation of his books and satisfy themselves of his unimpeachable integrity.
"Answer me!" roared the lawyer. "Would you be surprised to know this?" "Yes." "This surprise is waiting you. Now then, who runs this house?" "Paulina Koval." "Tell me the truth. Who lets the rooms in this house, and who is responsible for the domestic arrangements of the house? Tell me," said O'Hara, bearing down upon the wretched Rosenblatt. "I assist her sometimes."
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