‘What do you trade in?’
‘Anything on earth, so long as it will turn me in money.’
‘Bah!’ sneered one of the young men—‘just like you Jew dogs. It’s always money with you—money, money. It’s your only prayer.’
‘In that respect I’m not sure that there is much difference between the Jew dog and the grasping Christian. But I don’t want to quarrel with you. I’m a stranger in the town. Will you drink at my expense?’
‘Yes,’ answered the three as one man.
So drink was ordered, and for a time the conversation was friendly and general, and when it flagged a little the Jew said:
‘That’s a curious robbery that has taken place lately.’
‘What robbery?’ asked one of the young men, eyeing the Jew keenly.
‘The robbery of the Crown jewels.’
‘Oh yes; very curious.’