"Operators!" she said with a scornful rising inflection.
"Finishers, also," Abe continued. "This here door is for customers."
"You don't know me, Potash," she retorted. "Might you don't know this lady neither, maybe?"
She indicated her companion, who turned a mournful gaze upon the astonished Abe.
"But we know you, Potash," she went on. "We know you already when you didn't have it so much money what you got now."
Her companion nodded sadly.
"So, Potash," she concluded, "your own wife's people is operators and finishers; what?"
Abe looked at Morris, who stood grinning broadly in the show-room doorway.
"Give me an introduction once, Abe," Morris said.
"He don't have to give us no introduction," the elder female exclaimed. "Me, I am Mrs. Sarah