You must be a stranger,
indeed, in Jerusalem, to suppose that a Frank would speak to a Jew. You
were lucky to get neither kicked nor cursed.'
'Kicked and cursed! Why, these dogs----'
'Hush! hush! for the love of God,' said his new companion, much alarmed.
'Have you lent money to their captain that you speak thus? In Jerusalem
our people speak only in a whisper.'
'No matter: the cure is not by words. Where is our quarter?'
'Was the like ever seen! Why, he speaks as if he were a Frank. I save
him from having his head broken by a gauntlet, and----'
'My friend, I am tired. Our quarter?'
'Whom may you want?'
'The Chief Rabbi.'
'You bear letters to him?'
'What is that to you?'
'Hush! hush! You do not know what Jerusalem is, young man. You must not
think of going on in this way. Where do you come from?'
'Bagdad.'
'Bagdad! Jerusalem is not Bagdad. A Turk is a brute, but a Christian is
a demon.'
'But our quarter, our quarter?'
'Hush! you want the Chief Rabbi?'
'Ay! ay!'
'Rabbi Zimri?'
'It may be so. I neither know nor care.'
'Neither knows nor cares! This will never do; you must not go on in this
way at Jerusalem. You must not think of it.'
'Fellow, I see thou art a miserable prattler.
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