He could not say what he really thought, and he could not tell a lie.

Meanwhile the invalid sank back upon his pillows, and a low groan quivered through the room.
"My dear Bernhard," replied Anton, at length, "before I answer to a son such a question as this, I must know his motive for asking it." "I ask," said Bernhard, solemnly, "because I am exceedingly uneasy about the good of others, and your answers may spare much misery to many." "Then," said Anton, "I will answer you.

I know of no particular dealing of your father's which is dishonorable in the mercantile sense of the word.

I only know that he is numbered among that large class of business men who are not particular in inquiring whether their own profit is purchased at the price of another's loss.

Mr.Ehrenthal passes for a clear, keen-sighted man, to whom the good opinion of solid merchants is more indifferent than to a hundred others.