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Updated: June 23, 2025
Young Israel, through the voice of Baruch, acclaims him as a national hero. The high priest blesses him. Hananiah, prophet and demagogue, fires the crowd to flock to the palace that they may force the king to declare war. Jeremiah tries to stop the yelling mob. He is knocked down. Young Baruch strikes him with a sword. The crowd passes on.
At one point where the path ran close to Westring-park proper, the park on higher ground, a grass-bank seven feet high dividing them, he saw a-top of the bank in caftan, priest-cap, and phylacteries, taking snuff Baruch Frankl. Hogarth skipped up, and stood before the Jew, having drawn his face- cloth well forward. "What's the row?" asked Frankl. "Could you give a poor man a job?" "You a Jew?"
He could not have steered the talk to better purpose. "Hoboes?" he said vaguely. "Trash?" Selby exploded in weak, sputtering fury, and, as always, his glasses canted on the high, thin bridge of his nose and waggled in time to each jerk of words. "It's that hobo, you saw him, Baruch, that pranced in here and threw a fit and a lot of old carpets all over my floor. Armenian or some such thing!
"I will read every word of Baruch!" said Barbara. "Is there much of him?" "No; very little." A silence followed. Then again Barbara spoke, and she clung a little closer to her husband. "I want to tell you something that came to me one night when we were in London," she said.
Philippe made his entrance politely, in the midst of a dead silence caused by general curiosity. Madame Hochon shuddered from head to foot as she beheld the author of all Agathe's woes and the murderer of good old Madame Descoings. Adolphine also felt a shock of fear. Baruch and Francois looked at each other in surprise.
It is always there, brilliant, unrelated to circumstances. It does not spring from a sense of humor, Mr. Baruch, like the rest of the successful, has not a marked sense of humor; a sense of the irony of fate he has, perhaps, but not more.
Max repented having driven the old man into giving away the pictures, and the rage he felt against the heirs after hearing from Baruch old Hochon's ecclesiastical scheme, was increased by what he termed his own stupidity. The influence of religion upon such a feeble creature as Rouget was the one thing to fear.
She studied the posters and the shop-windows, and caught old snatches of gossip from the groups in the butchers' shops all seemed as of yore. And yet here and there the hand of Time had traced new inscriptions. For Baruch Emanuel the hand of Time had written a new placard.
"Ah, brigands! ah, scoundrels!" cried Fario; "perhaps it was you who brought it up here!" Max, Baruch, and their three comrades began to laugh at the Spaniard's rage. "I wanted to do you a service," said Max coolly, "and in handling the damned thing I came very near flinging myself after it; and this is how you thank me, is it? What country do you come from?"
The presentations took place: first, young Baruch Borniche, a tall youth of twenty-two; then Francois Hochon, twenty-four; and lastly little Adolphine, who blushed and did not know what to do with her arms; she was anxious not to seem to be looking at Joseph Bridau, who in his turn was narrowly observed, though from different points of view, by the two young men and by old Hochon.
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