'Bravo! Well spoken!' There was a burst of applause. Several marine-dealers shot out their hands and grasped Barzinsky's in admiration.
'Do not await me, gentlemen,' he said importantly. 'Go in peace.'
XII
'Good afternoon, Mr. Samuels,' said Solomon Barzinsky.
'Good afternoon, sir. What can I do for you?'
'You—you don't know me? I am a fellow-Jew.'
'That's as plain as the nose on your face.'
'You don't remember me from Shool? Mr. Barzinsky! I had the rolling-up of the Scroll the time you had the elevation of it.'
'Ah, indeed. At these solemn moments I scarcely notice people. But I am very glad to find you patronizing my humble establishment.'