作者：Montague Glass 字数：8.7万字

"What do you mean bum round our shop " Philip demanded. He was asking about his brother-in-law, who'd just written, asking for money. "In the first place, Polatkin, I ain't said I am going to send him money, y'understand and, in the second place, if I want to send the feller money to come over here, understand me, that's my business. Furthermore, when you are coming to call my brother-in-law a loafer and a bum, Polatkin, you don't know what you are talking about. His "Grossvater," "olav hasholem," was the great Harkavy Rav, Jochannon Borrochson."

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