"She just loves to tease me."
"Mother is right," Elsie interposed. "Moissey is not her pet. lf
somebody is, it's I, isn't it, ma?"
Anna smiled good-naturedly
"Gracie is my pet," Mrs. Tevkin rejoined
"Gracie and Moissey, both," Tevkin amended. "Moissey is her
first-born, don't you know. But the great point is that he has been
married only three months, and she has not yet got used to having
him live somewhere else. She feels as if somebody had snatched
him from her. When a day passes without her seeing him she is
uneasy."
"Not at all," Mrs. Tevkin demurred. "I am thinking of him just now
because--because--well, because we have all been introduced to
Mr. Levinsky except him!"
"If two or three of the family were missing it wouldn't be so
marked," Tevkin supported her, chivalrously. "But only one is
missing, only one. That somehow makes you think of him. I feel
the same way."
As he spoke it seemed to me that in his home atmosphere he bore
himself with more self-confidence and repose than at the caf? or
at his office.
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