But I, Mr. Zelnik, am, in the matter at hand I am quite certainly not a salesman.
At the beginning, if I am not mistaken, the two older brothers arrived Boris and Simeon Zelnik.
Zelnik and Saks opened wedding boutiques in Saks stores in New York, Georgia, California, Texas and Florida.
By getting up, Aryeh Zelnik may have intended to force his guest to get up, too, and get out.
Aryeh Zelnik suddenly recalled the advice of his daughter, Hila, to give up on his wife and begin a new life.
Behind, or beneath, the strange face was the elusive insinuation of an irritating, familiar face, a face that unsettled Aryeh Zelnik.
Aryeh Zelnik nodded two or three times, and scratched the back of his left hand with the nails of his right hand.
Or on your family in a general way and, in particular, on one member of your family, Mr. Zelnik, a specific member of your family.
In his youth, Aryeh Zelnik had served in the marine commandos.
In December 1990 they sold the business to Michel Zelnik, the French-born former chief executive of garment manufacturer Bidermann Industries U.S.A., a Chapter 11 victim.
Zelnik wasnt much interested in pressing flesh and chatting with customers.
It looked to Aryeh Zelnik as if the man expected a round of applause, or at least a smile, in exchange for his own saccharine grin.
His behavior reminded Aryeh Zelnik of his own habit, dating back to childhood, of opening every closed door and checking to see what lay hidden behind it.
Aryeh Zelnik, seeing and unseen from his place in the hammock in the corner of the porch, had observed the guest from the moment he parked his car.
It needed something more than an absentee owner, admits Zelnik.
While Zelnik was getting tony, others moved into Kleinfelds markets.
Most of the day, the mother sat in her room and read old books, while Aryeh Zelnik listened to the radio in his room and built airplanes out of light wood.
Zelnik opened up new departments: accessories, shoes and jewelry.
Aryeh Zelnik hesitated a moment or two, turned his gaze to the open window, through which he could see one of the abandoned farm sheds, as well as a dusty cypress up which orange bougainvillea had climbed with fiery fingers.
Zelnik, your mother, in whose name our property is still registered, and will be to the end of her life and who knows what she thought to write in her will or until the two of us manage to get appointed her guardians.
There were times when the idea of parting from his mother filled Aryeh Zelnik with sadness and shame, but there were other times when he almost looked forward to her decline and to the possibilities that would open up before him when she was taken out of the house.
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