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THE KING OF SCHNORRERS.
clodpate at whose house I have just entertained you is a Director of the East India Company, whose soldiers these are?"
"'there go my soldiers.'"
"Oh," said Yankelé, his mystified face relaxing in a smile. The smile fled before the stern look in the Spaniard's eyes; he hastened to conceal his amusement. Yankelé was by nature a droll, and it cost him a good deal to take his patron as seriously as that potentate took himself. Perhaps if Manasseh Bueno Barzillai Azevedo da Costa had had more humour he would have had less momentum. Your man of action is blind in
