The Colonel cast a look full of displeasure at the messenger, and without trusting himself to utter another word, strode from the hall.
"You see where we would send Jews," observed one of the lads.
"Even where they would rather be."
"How, where?"
"Far from ye."
"And deem ye it not an honour to be admitted within these walls?"
"Ay, sir, such honour as a poor merlin would feel at being caged with honourable and right honourable eagles. But would ye unravel me, kind young gentlemen, if Colonel Jones is often seen without his Patients?"
"Oh! you mean the preacher, do ye? Why, yes, frequently now-a-days."
"Ah! what a blessing that must be!"
"As how? master Jew."