"Moving out to the country, hey?" said Abe. He was outwardly calm, but his eyes glittered. "What country?"
Anna turned to her cousin Lina and spoke a few words of Lithuanian.
"She say she don't remember," Lina explained, "but she say is something sounds like 'canned goods'."
"Canned goods?" Morris murmured.
Abe bit the ends of his mustache for a moment, and then he leaped to his feet. "Canada!" he yelled, and Lina nodded vigorously.
He darted out of the show-room and ran to the telephone. In ten minutes he returned, his face bathed in perspiration.
"Anna," he croaked, "you come to work by me. Yes? How much you get by that—that M. Garfunkel?"
"Twenty dollars a month," Anna replied.
"All right, we'll pay you twenty-two," he said. "You're cheap at the price. So I expect you this evening."
He turned to his partner after the girls had gone.