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`` Then it 's agreed that we 're all going to hear the genius , '' Elkan 's neighbour added . `` I heard you call one another Jassy and Lubliner -- it 's hardly fair you should n't know my name too . '' He felt in his waistcoat pocket and finally handed a visiting card to Elkan , who glanced at it hurriedly and with trembling fingers passed it on to his wife , for it was inscribed in old English type as follows : + ============================== + | | | = Mr. Joseph Kammerman = | | | | = Fostoria Hotel = | | | | = New York = | | | + ============================== + `` Once and for all , I am telling you , Volkovisk , either you would got to play music here or quit ! '' Marculescu cried at eleven o'clock that evening . `` The customers is all the time kicking at the stuff you give us . '' `` What d'ye mean , stuff ? '' Max Merech protested .