"And so I took with Sarochka a little dowry. What do I mean, a
little dowry? Such money that Rothschild would not even want to
look at it are in my hands a whole capital already. But it must be
said that there are some savings by me, too. The firms I know will
give me credit. If God grant it, we shall still eat a piece of
bread and a little butter--and on the Sabbaths the tasty GEFILTEH
FISCH."
"That's fine fish: pike the way the sheenies make it!" said the
gasping land-owner.
"We shall open up for ourselves the firm of 'Horizon and Son.'
Isn't that true, Sarochka--'and Son?' And you, I hope, will honour
me with your esteemed orders? When you see the sign, 'Horizon and
Son,' then straight off recollect that you once rode in a car
together with a young man, who had grown as foolish as hell from
love and from happiness."
"Ab-solutely!" said the land-owner.
And Simon Yakovlevich at once turned to him:
"But I also work by commission broking. To sell an estate, to buy
an estate, to arrange a second mortgage--you won't find a better
specialist than me, and such a cheap one at that.
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