some more, but it will cost you two or three hundred rubles, because, since the good-for-nothings took to coming to Palestine, the earth has got very expensive. Believe me, I don't make much by it, it costs me nearly. . . ."
"I don't understand you, my friend! What's this about bestrewing the body? What do you mean by it?" "How do you mean, 'what do you mean by it?' Bestrewing the body like that of all honest Jews, after death."
"Ha? After death? To preserve it?"
"Yes, what else?"
"I don't want it for that, I don't mind what happens to my body after death. I want to buy Palestinian earth for my lifetime."
"What do you mean? What good can it do you while you're alive? You are not talking to the point, or else you are making game of a poor Palestinian Jew?"
"I am speaking seriously. I want it now, while I live! What is it you don't understand?"
My Palestinian Jew was greatly perplexed, but he quickly collected himself, and took in the situation. I saw by his artful smile that he had detected a strain of madness in me, and what should he gain by leading me into the paths of reason? Rather let him profit by it! And this he proceeded to do, saying with winning conviction:
"Yes, of course, you are right! How right you are! May I ever see the like! People are not wrong when they say, "The apple falls close to the tree'! You are
