"Have you not, my sweet, innocent young lady, heard the story of the two Jews in Burgos Cathedral ?" "No, what is it ?" said Levi, eagerly.
"Well, pass my cup up to your highly superior mother who is waiting to fill it with coffee.

Your eminent father knows the story--I can see by the twinkle in his learned eye." "Yes, that story has a beard," said the Reb.
"Two Spanish Jews," said the poet, addressing himself deferentially to Levi, "who had got grace were waiting to be baptized at Burgos Cathedral.

There was a great throng of Catholics and a special Cardinal was coming to conduct the ceremony, for their conversion was a great triumph.

But the Cardinal was late and the Jews fumed and fretted at the delay.

The shadows of evening were falling on vault and transept.