He entered the office in angry mood, and, after a dry salutation, held out the newspaper to the trader.

Ehrenthal rose slowly, and said, nodding his head, "I know it; Loewenberg has written to me about it." "You have deceived me, Mr.Ehrenthal," cried the baron, striving hard for composure.
"To what purpose ?" replied Ehrenthal.

"Why should I hide from you what the newspapers must needs reveal?
This may happen in the case of any estate, any mortgage; what great misfortune is there in this ?" "The property is deeply involved, it seems: you must long have known this; you have deceived me." "What are you saying there about deceit ?" cried Ehrenthal, indignantly; "have a care that no stranger hear your words.

I have left my money standing with you; what interest can I have in lowering you and increasing your difficulties?
I myself am only too deeply involved in them," and he pointed to the place occupied in most men by a heart.

"Had I known that your factory would devour my good money, one thousand after another, even as the lean kine of Egypt devoured the fat, I should have taken more time to consider, and would not have paid you a single dollar.