"At three o'clock!" Abe cried. "Say, lookyhere, Mawruss, what do you think this here is anyway? A bank?"
"Must I ask you, Abe, if I want to leave early oncet in awhile?"
"Oncet in awhile is all right, Mawruss, but when a feller does it every day that's something else again."
"When did I done it every day, Abe?" Morris demanded. "Saturday is the first time I leave here early in a year already, while pretty near every
afternoon, Abe, you got an excuse you should see a customer up in Broadway and Twenty-ninth Street."
"Shall I tell you something, Mawruss," Abe cried suddenly. "You are going for an oitermobile ride with J. Edward Kleebaum."
Morris flushed vividly.
"Supposing I am, Abe," he replied. "Ain't Kleebaum a customer from ours? And how could I turn down a customer, Abe?"
"Maybe he's a customer, Mawruss, but I wouldn't be certain of it because you could go oitermobile riding with him if you want to, Mawruss, but me, I am going to do something different. I am going to look that feller up, Mawruss, and I bet yer when I get through, Mawruss, we would sooner be selling goods to some of them cut-throats up in Sing Sing already."
At three o'clock Minnie entered swathed in veils and a huge fur coat.