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Chapter 11
The report of the pastor's collapse produced an emergency meeting of the leading sheep. The mid-day dinner-hour was chosen as the slackest. A babble of suggestions filled the Parnass's parlour. Solomon Barzinsky kept sternly repeating his Delenda est Carthago: 'He must be expelled from the congregation.'
'He should be expelled from the town altogether,' said Mendel. 'As it is written: "And remove Satan from before and behind us."'
'Since when have we owned Sudminster?' sneered the Parnass. 'You might as well talk of expelling the Mayor and the Corporation.'
'I didn't mean by Act of Parliament,' said Mendel. 'We could make his life a torture.'
'And meantime he makes yours a torture. No, no, the only way is to appeal to his soul——'
'May it be an atonement for us all!' interrupted Peleg the pawnbroker.
'We must beg him not to destroy religion,' repeated the Parnass.
'I thought Mr. Gabriel had done that,' said the Gabbai.
'He is only a minister. He has no worldly tact.'
'Then, why don't you go?' said Solomon Barzinsky.
[147]'I have too much worldly tact. The President's visit might seem like an appeal to authority. It would set up his bristles. Besides, there wouldn't be me left to appeal to. The congregation must keep some trump up its sleeve. No, a mere plain member must go, a simple brother in Israel, to talk to him, heart to heart. You, Barzinsky, are the very man.'
'No, no, I'm not such a simple brother as all that. I'm in the same line, and he might take it for trade jealousy.'
'Then Peleg must go.'
'No, no, I'm not worthy to be the Sheliach Tzibbur!' (envoy of the congregation).
The Parnass reassured him as to his merits. 'The congregation could not have a worthier envoy.'
'But I can't leave my business.'
'You, with your fine grown-up daughters!' cried Barzinsky.
'Don't beshrew them—I will go at once.'
'And these gentlemen must await you here,' said ............
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