human
I will not sell the lease!
gpt
We know that, admitted Close;
human
Oh, well; I tell you, he consented with an almost malignant glance in the direction of Johnny.
gpt
All my customers know me in that place.
human
Your customers would find you anywhere,
gpt
Maybe they do, admitted Ersten.
human
My cousin, Otto Gruber, had a fine saloon business. He moved across the street--and broke up.
gpt
It was not the same, Close assured him.
human
In saloons, men want to feel at home. In your business, your customers come because they get the best--and they care nothing for the shop itself.
gpt
They like the place, asserted Ersten.
human
I've made a good living there for almost forty years. Why should I move?
gpt
Because you would be nearer Fifth Avenue, Johnny ventured to interject, and spoke to the chauffeur, who drew up to the curb.
human
This is the place I have in mind, Mr. Ersten.
gpt
They come to me where I am,
human
You have no such show-windows,
gpt
My customers know my goods inside.
human
There's a big light gallery--twice the size of your present workrooms.
gpt
My workroom is good enough! he exploded.
human
I told it to Schnitt!
gpt
Is Schnitt your coat cutter?
human
He was. Thirty-seven years he worked with me; then he tried to run my business. He is gone. Let him go!
gpt
He objected to the light in the workroom, didn't he?
human
He could see for thirty-seven years, till everybody talks about moving; then he goes crazy,
gpt
Won't you look at this place? he was urged.
human
Let me show it to you to-morrow.
gpt
I stay where I am, sullenly declared Ersten, still angry.
human
We miss my train.
gpt
If a majority of your best customers insisted that they liked the new shop better would you look at the other place?
human
My customers don't run my business either!
gpt
Good-by, stated Mr. Kurzerhosen, who had been looking steadily at the opposite side of the street throughout the journey.
human
I thank you.
gpt
I told you so, he said.
human
You'll have to give him up as a bad job.
gpt
He's beginning to look like a good job, asserted Johnny.
human
He can be handled like wax, but you have to melt him. Schnitt's the real reason. Do you know Schnitt?
gpt
I am happy to say I do not, laughed Close.
human
One like Ersten is enough.
gpt
Somebody must lead me to him, declared Johnny.
human
I'm going to see Schnitt in the morning. I'd call to-night if I didn't have to be the big works at a Coney Island dinner party.
gpt
I don't see how Schnitt can help you,
human
He's the tack in the tire. I can see what happened as well as if I had been there. Ersten knew he ought to move. Lofty tried to buy him and Schnitt tried to force him. Then he got his Dutch up. Schnitt left on account of it. Now Ersten won't do anything.
gpt
You can't budge him an inch, prophesied the banker.
human
I know him.
gpt
I'll coax him, stated Johnny determinedly.
human
There's a profit in him, and I have to have it!