"No, my tear, dis vos my friend, Parney Hawks; you know him, I pelieve?"
"Yes, I have seen him before, and am very glad to see him now. What can I do for you, gentlemen?"
"Vos dere any whiskey in der house, my tear?"
"I think there is a little. I will go and see. Take seats, please."
"Vid der greatest bleasure, I assure you. Put first, my tear, how vos der vinders?"
"All right, the blinds are tightly closed, and, as you see, the curtains are drawn."
"Dot vos goot. Now hurry up vid der whiskey."
The girl went out, and soon returned with a bottle and three glasses on a salver.
"Dot vos right, my tear, you will trink vid us."
"Of course;" and setting the salver down on a center-table, she took a chair near the Jew.