Do you know anything about them old violins?"
"And you shouldn't say nothing to Mr. Perlmutter about it," Abe concluded, "because I want to make a present of it as a surprise to my partner."
When Abe came downtown the following morning he wore so marked an air of pleased mystery that Morris became irritated.
"Let me in on this too, Abe," he said.
"Let you in on what, Mawruss?" Abe asked innocently. "I don't know what you mean at all."
"You know very well what I mean," Morris rejoined. "You ain't coming around here grinning like a barn door for nothing."
"I give you right about that, Mawruss," Abe said. "I got in a good Schlag at Leon Sammet and Moe Rabiner last night, Mawruss, I bet yer. I got from Geigermann a repeat order on them two-piece velvet suits—seven hundred and fifty dollars; and do you know how I done it?"
"Chloroformed him," Morris suggested ironically.
"That's all right, Mawruss," Abe retorted. "Go ahead and joke if you want to. Maybe I couldn't play the fiddle with my knees and maybe I don't know nothing about spieling pianners neither, y'understand; but I got a little gumption, too, Mawruss, and don't you forget it."