THE KING OF SCHNORRERS.
43
Mrs. Grobstock remained glued to her chair in astonishment.
"Peace be unto you,"
said the King of Schnorrers, "I
"thought it best to kiss mrs. grobstock."
have brought with me my friend Yankelé ben Yitzchok of whom I told you."
Yankelé nodded, grinning harder than ever.
"You never told me he was coming," Grobstock rejoined, with an apoplectic air.
