Several of the salesmen were perched on boxes, taking it easy, for
business had slackened.
"Hello," I remarked, "all pulled for the jury, I see."
"How's that?" asked one.
"Why, sitting on cases," I said.
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Out in front I ran across two excited Hebrews.
"You called me a dead beat," said one, angrily. "You must take dot pack,
sir, or suffer dose consequences."
"I never dakes anydings pack," declared the other, firmly.
"You don't dake noddings pack?"
"Never. So help me shiminy gracious."
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"All right. You vas der man I've been looking for. Lend me a haluf a
tollar."