"Wait a minute," he yelled. "Hymie, I'm surprised at you that you should act that way."
Hymie stopped short.
"I ain't acting, Mawruss," he said. "It's you what's acting. All I want it is you should give me my ring and pin, and I am satisfied to pay you the thousand dollars."
They returned to the show-room and once more sat down.
"I'll tell you the truth, Hymie," Morris said at last. "I loaned them diamonds to somebody, and that's the way it is."
"You loaned 'em to somebody!" Hymie cried, jumping once more to his feet. "My diamonds you loaned it, Mawruss? Well, all I got to say is either you get them diamonds back right away, or either I will call a policeman and make you arrested."
"Make me arrested, then, Hymie," Morris replied resignedly, "because the feller what I loaned them diamonds to won't return 'em for two weeks anyhow."
Hymie sat down again.
"For two weeks, hey?" he said. He passed his handkerchief over his face and looked at Abe.
"That's a fine, nervy partner what you got it, Abe, I must say," he commented.