"Hello, Perlmutter!" he said; "what are you doing here?"
"I guess I am doing the same what you are doing, Klinger," Morris replied stiffly. "I am buying for a customer a present. Ain't it?"
Klinger nodded.
"Honestly, Perlmutter," he said, "I never seen the like how things happen. No sooner you start to sell goods to a feller than somebody is engaged oder married in his family."
"He must be a pretty good customer the way you are blowing yourself," Morris commented.
"I bet yer!" Klinger said as he walked away; "and if you would be in our place you would do the same."
For five minutes Morris examined the cut glass, and when Flachs returned he had decided upon an olive dish of most intricate design. "That's a close buyer, that Mr. Klinger," Flachs observed.
"Not near so close as I am," Morris declared.
"Well, you wouldn't anyhow kick on paying twenty-five cents express, Mr. Perlmutter," Flachs said, "but that feller actually wants me to deliver the package for nothing."
"Why not?" Morris asked. "Don't everybody deliver packages free?"