Elkan Goldblatt collapsed in the nearest chair, while Feigenbaum ran downstairs for the bottle of schnapps. At length Goldblatt was restored.
"So, Margolius," he croaked, "you are a thief, too. You steal my daughter on me?"
"That ain't here nor there," Margolius said with his arm around Birdie's waist and her head on his shoulder. "That ain't here nor there. How much will you take it now for a satisfaction piece of them mortgages?"
Goldblatt looked at Feigenbaum, who returned his glance unmoved.
"For a marriage portion," Feigenbaum declared, "second mortgages is nix."
There was an embarrassing silence, and finally Goldblatt cleared his throat.
"All right, Margolius," he said; "you married my Birdie, and I suppose I got to stand for it, so you can take them four second mortgages and keep 'em as a marriage portion yourself."
Birdie seized her father around the neck and kissed him on the ear.
"Then we are forgiven? Ain't it?" she cried.
"Sure you are forgiven," Goldblatt said. "Only, Margolius has got to pay Levy's costs and disbursements."