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Meyerburg?" "I tell you what! I this afternoon my Becky, Mrs. Fischlowitz, she she ain't so well and like always can't take with me a ride in the Park. Such such a cold that girl has got. How I should like it, Mrs. Fischlowitz, if you would be so kind to to take with me my drive in in your new coat." "Ja, ja, I know, Mrs.
All right, noodles you should make and always I keep 'em for remembrance. Just let me run down to cellar and bring you up flour. No, no, you set there and let me fold down the board for you. Rock there, Mrs. Meyerburg, till I come up with the flour. Eggs plenty I got." "And a little butter, Mrs. Fischlowitz, the size of an egg, and always a pinch of salt." "The neighbors should see this! Mrs.
"Always Becky likes there should be two men stuck up in front there. I always say to look only at the backs of my servants I don't go out riding for." Erect and as if to the fantastic requirements of the situation sat Mrs. Fischlowitz, her face of a thousand lines screwed to maintain the transiency of a great moment. "That I should live, Mrs. Meyerburg, to see such a sight like this!
Fischlowitz, concealing an unwashed litter of dishes beneath a hastily flung cloth. "I can tell you, Mrs. Meyerburg, my house ain't always this dirty; only to-day not " "Just like it was yesterday," said Mrs. Meyerburg, musing through a tangle of memories. She fell to rocking. A narrow band of sunshine lay across the bare floor, even glinted off a pan or two hung along the wall over the sink.
Fischlowitz, cheese Kuchen should first get cold before supper, but if you could just an hour ride by me a little? If you would be so kind, Mrs. Fischlowitz!" Diffidence ran trembling along Mrs. Meyerburg's voice, as if she dared not venture too far upon a day blessed with tasks. "I got always so so much time to myself now'days, Mrs. Fischlowitz, sometimes I I get maybe a a little lonesome."
At the curb a low-bodied, high-power car, with the top flung back and the wind-shield up, lay sidled against the coping. "Get right in, Mrs. Fischlowitz. Burk, put under Mrs. Fischlowitz's both feet a heater." A second man, in too-accentuated livery of mauve and astrakhan, flung open the wide door. A glassed-in chauffeur, in more mauve and astrakhan, threw in his clutch. The door slammed. Mrs.
Fischlowitz, madam, has been waiting down in the side hall for you." "Mrs. Fischlowitz! For why you keep her waiting in the side hall?" "Therese said madam was occupied." "Bring her right up, Kemp, in the elevator. Her foot ain't so good. Right away, Kemp." "Yes, madam." Into Mrs.
"Ach, du little Aileen. Come, Aileen, to grandma. Mrs. Fischlowitz, this is Felix's little girl. You remember Felix such a beautiful bad little boy he was what always used to fight your Sollie underneath the sink." "Gott in Himmel, so this is Felix's little girl!" "Ja, this is already his second. Come, Aileen, to grandma and say good afternoon to the lady."
Ain't the kitchen where I spent seventeen years, the best years in my life, good enough yet? Parlor yet she wants to take me." An immediate negligée of manner enveloped her like an old wrapper. A certain tulle of bewilderment had fallen. She was bold, even dictatorial. "Don't fuss round me so much, Mrs. Fischlowitz. Just like old times I want it should seem.
Along that same wall hung a festoon of red and green peppers and a necklace of garlic. Toward the back of the range a pan of hot water let off a lazy vapor. Beside the scuttle a cat purred and fought off sleep. "Already I got the hot water, Mrs. Meyerburg, to make you a cup coffee if " "Please, Mrs. Fischlowitz, let me rest like this.
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