"It's not fair if we don't go now."

“But FIND an old yeoman in the Vermonteon Highlands! You’ll probably meet a transplanted pawnbroker from Crown Heights who calls hisself Izzy Yidursky.”

“And what if he’s actually a NAZI?” piped in half his exasperated daughter, half sneering, half trying to please, half wishing she were somewhere else.

And then there are NAZIs," continued Abey unfazed.

“I’ll just go again on my own.”