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 BEZENCHUK AND ‘THE NYMPHS’ ' Look here,’ said Bezenchuk. ‘ What’s your opinion of those fellows the Nymphs ? What sort of goods do they supply ? D’you think they can satisfy people ? Why, a coffin means a deal of trouble. See how much wood it takes ! ’ ‘ What are you talking about ? ’ said Hippolyte. ‘ I’m talking about those Nymphs. Three famihes and all of them living on one business. I can’t see how they do it. Their material is poor, the finish is cheap, and the tassels are rotten. Now !■—I’m an old firm, I am ; founded in 1907. My coffins are like cucumbers, select, the work of a craftsman.’ ‘ You’re crazy. What on earth is the matter with you ? ’ said Hippolyte abruptly as he moved towards the door. ‘ You’ll go mad one of these fine days, you and your coffins.’ Bezenchuk darted forward, opened the door, allowed Hippolyte to go out first and then followed him. ‘ You see it was different when the Welcomes were going strong. It was no good trying to compete with them. But, I teU you straight, you won’t find better goods anywhere, so don’t waste your time looking for them.’ Hippolyte turned his back on him. He was furious with Bezenchuk, and strode rapidly away. The three Nymphs were at their door, looking as if they had not moved since the morning, looking as if they had not even opened their lips. But there was also a look on their faces as if they knew a thing or two, as if something important had happened. As soon as Bezenchuk saw his competitors he rushed up behind Hippolyte and whispered ; ‘I’ll let you have it cheap ! ’ Hippolyte scowled and walked on faster than ever. ‘ I’ll let you have it on tick ! ’ said Bezenchuk. _ The three Nymphs did not say anything. They simply watched Hippolyte pass by and bowed politely to him.