Part 7 (1/2)
”In that case, what for should he need me for a partner I couldn't understand at all,” Meiselson declared.
”Neither could I,” s.h.i.+mko replied, ”but a feller like you, which he would soon got two thousand dollars to invest, needs _him_ for a partner. A feller like Zamp would keep you straight, Meiselson. What you want is somebody which he is going to make you work.”
”What d'ye mean, going to make me work?” Meiselson asked indignantly.
”I am working just as hard as you are, Mr. s.h.i.+mko. When a feller is selling toilet soaps and perfumeries, Mr. s.h.i.+mko, he couldn't see his trade only at certain hours of the day.”
”I ain't kicking you are not working, Meiselson,” s.h.i.+mko said hastily.
”All I am telling you is, what for a job is selling toilet soaps and perfumery? You got a limited trade there, Meiselson; because when it comes to toilet soaps, understand me, how many people takes it so particular? I bet yer with a hundred people, Meiselson, eighty uses laundry soap, fifteen _ganvers_ soap from hotels and saloons, and the rest buys wunst in six months a five-cent cake of soap. As for perfumery, Meiselson, for a dollar bill you could get enough perfumery to make a thousand people smell like an Italiener barber-shop; whereas clothing, Meiselson, everybody must got to wear it. If you are coming to compare clothing with toilet soap for a business, Meiselson, there ain't no more comparison as gold and putty.”
Meiselson remained silent.
”Furthermore,” s.h.i.+mko continued, ”if Zamp sees a young feller like you, which even your worst enemy must got to admit it, Meiselson, you are a swell dresser, and make a fine, up-to-date appearance, understand me, he would maybe reconsider his decision not to take a partner.”
”Did he say he wouldn't take a partner?” Meiselson asked hopefully.
”He says to me so sure as you are sitting there: 'Mr. s.h.i.+mko, my dear friend, if it would be for your sake, I would willingly go as partners together with some young feller,' he says; 'but when a business man is making money,' he says, 'why should he got to got a partner?' he says.
So I says to him: 'Zamp,' I says, 'here is a young feller which he is going to get married to a young lady by the name Miss Babette Schick.'”
”She ain't so young no longer,” Meiselson broke in ungallantly.
”'By the name Miss Babette Schick,'” s.h.i.+mko continued, recognizing the interruption with a malevolent glare, ”'which she got, anyhow, a couple thousand dollars,' I says; 'and for her sake and for my sake,' I says, 'if I would bring the young feller around here, would you consent to look him over?' And he says for my sake he would consent to do it, but we shouldn't go around there till next week.”
”All right,” Meiselson said; ”if you are so dead anxious I should do so, I would go around next week.”
”Say, lookyhere, Meiselson,” s.h.i.+mko burst out angrily, ”don't do me no favours! Do you or do you not want to go into a good business? Because, if you don't, say so, and I wouldn't bother my head further.”
”Sure I do,” Meiselson said.
”Then I want to tell you something,” s.h.i.+mko continued. ”We wouldn't wait till next week at all. With the business that feller does, delays is dangerous. If we would wait till next week, some one offers him a good price and buys him out, maybe. To-morrow afternoon, two o'clock, you and me goes over to his store, understand me, and we catches him unawares. Then you could see for yourself what a business that feller is doing.”
Meiselson shrugged.
”I am agreeable,” he said.
”Because,” s.h.i.+mko went on, thoroughly aroused by Meiselson's apathy, ”if you're such a fool that you don't know it, Meiselson, I must got to tell you. Wunst in a while, if a business man is going to get a feller for partner, when he knows the feller is coming around to look the business over, he plants phony customers round the store, and makes it show up like it was a fine business, when in reality he is going to bust up right away.”
”So?” Meiselson commented, and s.h.i.+mko glared at him ferociously.
”You don't appreciate what I am doing for you at all,” s.h.i.+mko cried. ”I wouldn't telephone the feller or nothing that we are coming, understand me? We'll take him by surprise.”
Meiselson shrugged.
”Go ahead and take him by surprise if you want to,” he said wearily. ”I am willing.”
In point of fact, Isaac Meiselson was quite content to remain in the soap and perfumery trade, and it was only by dint of much persuasion on Miss Babette Schick's part that he was prevailed upon to embark in a more lucrative business. It seemed a distinct step downward when he compared the well-nigh tender methods employed by him in disposing of soap and perfumery to the proprietresses of beauty parlours, with the more robust salesmans.h.i.+p in vogue in the retail clothing business; and he sighed heavily as he contemplated the immaculate ends of his finger-nails, so soon to be sullied by contact with the fast-black, all-wool garments in Zamp's clothing store.
”Also, I would meet you right here,” s.h.i.+mko concluded, ”at half-past one sharp to-morrow.”