"Halljuk!" shouted the robber.
"Silence!" cried the Jew, "you'll wake every man in the house. What did you get for that little job at the parsonage?"
"Are you at it again, you hound of a Jew?"
"Never mind. What do you say to five-and-twenty florins? I'll put you in a way to get them."
"Five-and-twenty florins? But how?"
"If you've but pluck——"
"Pluck!" repeated Tzifra, staring at his comrade.
"Well, never mind! Mark me now. The papers which you could not get the other day are at Mr. Tengelyi's."
"I am glad to hear it."
"Be quiet, will you? They are in the large iron safe, where you won't put your fingers on them, if I do not open it for you. Now, look here!"