"Mr. Copper!" he bawled, and Max jumped to his feet.
"Right here," he said, and the bellboy handed him a card.
"Tell them I'll be with them in a minute," he continued; "and you stay here till I come back, Fischko. I won't be long."
He followed the bellboy to the desk, where stood Polatkin and Scheikowitz.
"Good afternoon, gentlemen," he said.
"Well, Mr. Kapfer," Scheikowitz replied, "I guess I got to congradulate you."
"Sure!" Kapfer murmured perfunctorily. "Let's go into the Moorish Room."
"What's the matter with the café?" Polatkin asked; but Scheikowitz settled the matter by leading the way to the Moorish Room, where they all sat down at a secluded table.
"The first thing I want to tell you, gentlemen," Kapfer said, "is that I know you feel that I turned a dirty trick on you about Elkan."
Scheikowitz shrugged expressively.