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<p>The young man tried to draw him away.</p>
<p>“I vill not go,” he said angrily, “else I shall told her.”</p>
<p>He made a bass drum of Miss Martha’s counter.</p>
<p>“You haf shpoilt me,” he cried, his blue eyes blazing behind his spectacles. “I vill tell you. You vas von <em>meddingsome old cat!</em>”</p>
<p>“You haf shpoilt me,” he cried, his blue eyes blazing behind his spectacles. “I vill tell you. You vas von <em>meddingsome old cat</em>!”</p>
<p>Miss Martha leaned weakly against the shelves and laid one hand on her blue-dotted silk waist. The young man took the other by the collar.</p>
<p>“Come on,” he said, “you’ve said enough.” He dragged the angry one out at the door to the sidewalk, and then came back.</p>
<p>“Guess you ought to be told, ma’am,” he said, “what the row is about. That’s Blumberger. He’s an architectural draftsman. I work in the same office with him.</p>