ugh, ugh! as wise as Solomon; and if he will do nothing, then no one in the world can.

Sit here: this is the key; admit no one." The Jews went out into the street.
Taras locked the door, and looked out from the little window upon the dirty Jewish street.

The three Jews halted in the middle of the street and began to talk with a good deal of warmth: a fourth soon joined them, and finally a fifth.

Again he heard repeated, "Mardokhai, Mardokhai!" The Jews glanced incessantly towards one side of the street; at length from a dirty house near the end of it emerged a foot in a Jewish shoe and the skirts of a caftan.

"Ah! Mardokhai, Mardokhai!" shouted the Jews in one voice.