"What is biting you? Aren't
you making money fast enough? Mark my word, if you try to
swallow too fast you'll choke. Any doctor will tell you that."
I urged him to join me, but he would not hear of it. Instead, he
exhorted me to sell out my holdings and give all my attention to
my cloak business
"Take pity on your hard-earned pennies, Levinsky," he would say.
"Else you'll wake up some day like the fellow who has dreamed he
has found a treasure. He's holding on to the treasure tight, and
when he opens his eyes he finds it's nothing but a handful of
wind." "I'll tell you what, Levinsky," he began on one occasion.
"You ought to see some of those magician fellows."
"What for?" I asked
"Did you ever see them at their game? They'll put an egg into a
hat; say, 'One, two, three,' and pull out a chicken. And then they
say, 'One, two, three,' again and there's neither a chicken nor an
egg. That's the way all this real-estate racket will end. Mark my
word, Levinsky."
Bender nagged and pleaded with me without let-up.
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