The two converted part of the half-crown into French loaves and carried them home to form an unexpected breakfast.
Meantime Reb Shemuel, whose full name was the Reverend Samuel Jacobs, also proceeded to breakfast.

His house lay near the _Shool_, and was approached by an avenue of mendicants.

He arrived in his shirt-sleeves.
"Quick, Simcha, give me my new coat.

It is very cold this morning." "You've given away your coat again!" shrieked his wife, who, though her name meant "Rejoicing," was more often upbraiding.
"Yes, it was only an old one, Simcha," said the Rabbi deprecatingly.

He took off his high hat and replaced it by a little black cap which he carried in his tail pocket.
"You'll ruin me, Shemuel!" moaned Simcha, wringing her hands.