I Can Get It for You Wholesale

Jerome Weidman

1937

XIX

I entered the restaurant five minutes late on purpose, but Babushkin was already there. He was at the small table I’d reserved way over in the corner, hunched over the menu because he was scared of the waiter that stood a little way off and kept looking at him.

Everything he did was so in keeping with the way I’d figured him out, that it looked…

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