"It's only a place to make samples in--for a
start."
"Mr. Chaikin is not going into a wee bit of a business like that. No,
sir."
In the course of our many discussions it had often happened that
after overruling me with great finality she would end by yielding
to my point of view. I hoped this would be the case in the present
instance
"Don't be so hasty, Mrs. Chaikin," I said, with a smile. "Wait till
you know a little more about the arrangement."
And dropping into the Talmudic singsong, which usually comes
back to me when my words assume an argumentative character, I
proceeded "In the first place, I don't want Mr. Chaikin to leave the
Manheimers--not yet. All I want him to do is to attend to our shop
evenings. Don't be uneasy: the Manheimers won't get wind of it.
Leave that to me. Well, all I want is some samples to go around
the stores with. The rest will come easy.
We'll make things hum. See if we don't. When we have orders and
get really started we'll move out of Division Street. Of course we
will. But would it not be foolish to open up on a large scale and
have Mr.
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