Here are two thousand on the spot," and Bulba poured out two thousand ducats from a leather purse, "and the rest when I return." The Jew instantly seized a towel and concealed the ducats under it.

"Ai, glorious money! ai, good money!" he said, twirling one gold piece in his hand and testing it with his teeth.

"I don't believe the man from whom my lord took these fine gold pieces remained in the world an hour longer; he went straight to the river and drowned himself, after the loss of such magnificent gold pieces." "I should not have asked you, I might possibly have found my own way to Warsaw; but some one might recognise me, and then the cursed Lyakhs would capture me, for I am not clever at inventions; whilst that is just what you Jews are created for.

You would deceive the very devil.

You know every trick: that is why I have come to you; and, besides, I could do nothing of myself in Warsaw.