For two minutes Morris regarded his partner with a glassy stare.
"Do you mean to told me, Abe, that that there fiddle which you bought it from Shellak is the same identical article like Geigermann pays three thousand dollars for?"
Abe nodded.
"You couldn't tell the difference between 'em, Mawruss," he declared. "Even inside the label is the same—the same name and everything."
Morris took off his hat and coat methodically and hung them up on the rack.
"So, Abe," he commenced, "you are giving to a Schnorrer like Geigermann a genu-ine who's-this violin, which it is worth three thousand dollars!"
"How should I know it is worth three thousand?" Abe said.
"Everybody knows that one of them genu-ine feller's violins is worth three thousand dollars," Morris thundered. "I'm surprised to hear you, you should talk that way."
"Shellak didn't know it for one," Abe interrupted, "otherwise why should he sell to us for a hundred and twenty-five dollars a fiddle worth three thousand dollars?"
"What should a greenhorn like Shellak know about such things?" Morris said.