“Why, when did you seen it, Kleebaum?” Abe asked.

“This morning on my way over to Lenox Avenue.  I met Sol Klinger and as him and me was buying papers near the subway station, comes a big oitermobile by the curb and Kleebaum is sitting with another feller in the front seat, what they call a chauffeur, and Kleebaum says, ’Get in and I’ll take you down town,’ so we get in and I bet yer we come downtown in fifteen minutes.”

“Ain’t Klinger scared to ride in one of them things, Mawruss?” Abe asked.

“Scared, Abe?  Why should the feller be scared?  Not only he wasn’t scared yet, Abe, but he took up Kleebaum’s offer for a ride down to Coney Island yet.  Kleebaum said they’d be back by ten o’clock and so Klinger asks me to telephone over to Klein that he would be a little late this morning.”

“That’s a fine way for a feller to neglect his business, Mawruss,” Abe commented.

Morris nodded without enthusiasm.

“By the way, Abe,” he said, “me and Minnie about decided we would rent the house next door to Fixman’s down in Johnsonhurst, so I guess we will go down there again this afternoon at three o’clock.”

“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.

“Well, Abe,” she said, “did you hear the latest?  We are going to move to Johnsonhurst.”

“I wish you joy,” Abe grunted.

“We got a swell place down there,” she went on.  “Five bedrooms, a parlor and a library with a great big kitchen and a garage.”

“A what?” Abe cried.

“A place what you put oitermobiles into it,” Morris explained.

“Is that so?” Abe said as he jammed his hat on with both hands.  “Well, that don’t do no harm, Mawruss, because you could also use it for a dawg house.”