"You like fine scarab?"
"No scab here," said I, "all good Unionists."
"Not scab. Scarab—good scarab."
"Oh!"
"Beautiful scarab. Very precious."
"Ah!"
"I buy them for English officer; beautiful scarab. Now he go to Suez Canal. I sell cheap."
"Very cheap?"
"Yes, very cheap. Sell now, lose plenty money, sir."
"How much?"