'What an idea! A new man, a new ring!' And Fanny slammed the door.
'Impudence-face! Would you become a jewellery shop?' the baffled Shadchan shrieked through the woodwork.
He returned to Elias, brooding darkly.
'Well?' queried Elias.
'O, your love matches!' And Sugarman shook them away with shuddersome palms.
'Then she won't——'
'No, she won't. Ah, how blessed you are to escape from that daughter of Satan! The greengrocer's daughter now——'
'Speak me no more matches. I risk no more rings.'
'I will get you one on the hire system.'
'A maiden?'