The new workman from Vilna will take his place, and it is positively ridiculous to be made to submit to this madman's humours, and impertinence.

What sort of a man are you, Christian Gregorovitch, to let the fellow carry off your Gigerl, with his airy promise to pay you the money to-day ?" "The Gigerl was broken," observed the tobacconist.
"Oh, it could have been mended; and if it was really stolen, was that our business, I would like to know?
Nobody would ever have supposed, seeing it in our window, that it had been stolen.

And it could have been mended, as I say, and might have been worth something after all.

You never really tried to sell it, as you ought to have done from the very first.

And now you have got nothing at all, nothing but that insolent maniac's promise.
If I were you I would take the money out of his wages, I would indeed!" "No doubt you would," said Fischelowitz, with sincere conviction.
Meanwhile Schmidt had gone into the back shop, where Dumnoff was still doggedly working, making up for the time he had lost by coming late in the morning.