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er and then obeyed. "Do you solemnly swear," said Goldenfein, who, besides being an attorney-at-law was also a notary public, "that the affidavit you will hereafter sign will be the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help you God?" "But----" Fischko began again. "Do you?" Goldenfein roared, and Fischko nodded. Forthwith Goldenfein plied him with such ingeniously fashioned questions concerning the Flixman family that the answers presented a complete history of all its branches. Furthermore, the affidavit which Goldenfein immediately drew up lacked only such confirmatory evidence as could easily be supplied to establish the identity of Miss Yetta Silbermacher as Julius Flixman's only heir-at-law; and, after Fischko had meekly signed the jurat, Goldenfein rose ponderously to his feet. "I congratulate you, Mr. Polatkin," he said. "I think there is no doubt that your nephew's fiancee will inherit Flixman's estate, thanks to my professional integrity." "What d'ye mean your professional integrity?" Kapfer asked. "Why, if I hadn't refused to accept twenty-two dollars for drawing the will and insisted on the twenty-five we had agreed upon," Goldenfein explained, "he would never have suffered the heart attack which prevented his signing the will before he died." "Died!" Fischko exclaimed. "Is Julius Flixman dead?" "_Koosh_, Fischko!" Polatkin commanded. "You would think you was one of the family the way you are acting. Come down to our store to-morrow and we would arrange things with you." He turned to Kapfer. "Let's go upstairs and see Elkan--and Yetta," he said. Immediately they trooped to the elevator and ascended to the seventh floor. "All of you wait here in the corridor," Kapfer whispered, "and I'll go and break it to them." He tiptoed to his room and knocked gently at the door. "Come!" Elkan cried, and Kapfer turned the knob. On a sofa near the window sat Elkan, with his arm surrounding his fiancee's waist and her head resting on his shoulder. "Hello, Max!" he cried. "What's kept you? We must have been waiting here at least a quarter of an hour!" CHAPTER FOUR HIGHGRADE LINES "Sure, I know, Mr. Scheikowitz," cried Elkan Lubliner, junior partner of Polatkin, Scheikowitz & Company, as he sat in the firm's office late one February afternoon; "but if you want to sell a highgrade concern like Joseph Kammerman you must got to got a highgrade line of goods." "Ain'
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