reckoning, but will never suffer such a clever young fellow as you to want money. Men were born to assist one another.”

“You are perfectly right, gentlemen,” said Candide, “this is precisely the doctrine of Master Pangloss; and I am convinced that everything is for the best.”

His generous companions next entreated him to accept of a few crowns, which he readily complied with, at the same time offering them his note for the payment, which they refused, and sat down to table.

“Have you not a great affection for-”

“O yes! I have a great affection for the lovely Miss Cunegund.”

“Maybe so,” replied one of the blues, “but that is not the question! We ask you whether you have not a great affection for the King of the Bulgarians?”