When you deal with a gambler like Lowenstein you got to take a
gambler's chance. Anyhow, I ain't going to worry about it, Mawruss. Next
week I'm going away for a fortnight."
"Where are you going, Abe?" Morris asked.
"To Dotyville, Pennsylvania," Abe replied. "We leave next Saturday. In
the meantime I ain't going to worry, Mawruss."
"That's right, Abe," said Morris.
"Sure it's right," Abe rejoined. "I'm going to leave _you_ to do the
worrying, and in the meantime I guess I'll look after getting out them
forty-twenty-two's. Them forty-twenty-two's--them plum-color Empires was
_your_ idee, Mawruss. You said they'd make a hit with the Southern
trade, Mawruss, and I hope they do, Mawruss, for, if they don't, there
ain't much chance of our getting paid for them."
A week later Abe Potash and his wife left for Dotyville, Pennsylvania,
and two days afterward Morris received the following letter:
DOTY'S UNION HOUSE,
Dotyville, Pennsylvania.
_Dear Morris:_
How is things in the store? We got here the day before yesterday
and I have got enough already. It is a dead town. The food what
they give us reminds me when Pincus Vesell & me was partners
together as new beginners and I was making southern trips by
dollar and a half a day houses American plan. The man Doty what
keeps the hotel also runs the general store also.
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