The truth of these words produced a terrible effect on the little Jew. He stood for a moment helplessly gazing around him; then he looked sharply at his interlocutor, whilst his right hand fumbled in his breast, as though seeking something. But he drew it forth empty, and let it fall by his side, whilst his eyes sought the ground. "Well, Geigenfritz," he said, in a low tone, "leave me for a while. Go and wait by the carriage with my brother; I will soon be back, and we will speak further."
"Not so, old sinner. You said you had business here. You and I have done business together more than once."
"This time there is nothing for you to do."
"That is not for you to decide."
"Don't spoil trade, Geigenfritz."
"What trade is it?"
"You shall know by-and-by."
"Immediately, I expect."
"Impossible."
"I have but to remain here."