With this she had bought a cigar-and-stationery store on
Washington Heights by means of which she now supported the
family. He spent his days and evenings hanging around real-estate
haunts as a penniless drunkard does around liquor-shops. He was
always importuning Dora for "a couple of hundred dollars" for a
"sure thing." This was often the cause of an altercation. Quarrels
had, in fact, never been such a frequent occurrence in the house as
they had been since he lost his money in real estate, and one of his
favorite thrusts in the course of these brawls was to allude to me
"If Levinsky asked you for money you would not refuse him,
would you?" he would taunt her
Now, that he had met me at "The Curb," he had taken it into his
head that his jealousy had worn off long since and that he had the
best of feelings for me. His heart was set upon regaining my
friendship. He had spoken to her of our meeting as a "predestined
thing" that was to result in my "letting him in" on some of my
deals. Dora, however, felt sure that a renewal of our acquaintance
would only rekindle the worst forms of his jealousy and make life
impossible to her.
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