Morris sat down and fairly beamed with satisfaction.
"That's the best piece of news I hear it in a long time, Abe," he said. "Now we can do maybe some business."
"Maybe we can," Abe admitted. "But not with Philip Hahn."
"Why not?" Morris cried. "We done our best by him. Ain't we? Through him we lost it a good customer, and we got to let go a good shipping clerk."
"Not a good shipping clerk, Mawruss," Abe corrected.
"Well, he was a good one till Miss Kreitmann comes."
Abe made no reply. He took refuge in the columns of the Daily Cloak and Suit Record and perused the business troubles items.
"Was it our fault that Immerglick is N. G., Abe?" Morris went on. "Is it——"
"Ho-ly smokes!" Abe broke in. "What d'ye think of that?"
"What do I think of what?" Morris asked.