mother; I have, somewhere or other, brothers who equally beg for themselves; and I, the eldest, will go and do as all the rest do — I will go and ask charity!”
And with these words, which he finished sharply with a nervous and terrible laugh, the young man girded on his sword, took his hat from the trunk, fastened to his shoulder a black cloak, which he had worn all during his journey, and pressing the two hands of the old man, who watched his proceedings with a look of anxiety, —
“My good Parry,” said he, “order a fire, drink, eat, sleep, and be happy; let us both be happy, my faithful friend, my only friend. We are rich, as rich as kings!”
He struck the bag of pistoles with his clenched hand as he spoke, and