"
"Sure! The same what I seen it up at Rifkin's, Mawruss," Abe broke in
again.
Morris drew himself up and scowled at Abe.
"How many times should I tell it you, Abe," he cried, "them fixtures
what Flachsman sells it us is new, and not like Rifkin's."
"Go ahead, Mawruss," Abe replied. "Let's hear it."
"Over the hole is a sign, Cashier," Morris continued.
Abe was about to nod again, but at a warning glance from Morris he
thought better of it.
"But I told it Flachsman we ain't got no cashier, only a bookkeeper,"
Morris said, "and so he says he could put it Bookkeeper over the hole.
Inside the office is two desks, one for you and me, and a high one for
the bookkeeper behind the hole. On the right-hand side as you go inside
them pool-table doors is another mahogany partition, and back of that is
the cutting-room already. Then you walk right straight ahead, and
between them two partitions is like a hall-way, what leads to the front
of the loft, and there is the show-room with showcases, racks and tables
like what I got it a list here."
"And the whole business will cost it us two thousand dollars, Mawruss,"
Abe commented.
"Two thousand two hundred and fifty," Morris said.
"Well, all I got to say is we would get it the positively same identical
thing by H. Rifkin's place for six hundred dollars," Abe concluded.
He rose to his feet and took off his hat and coat.
"What did you say this here feller Flachsman was in the district lodge
of the I.
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