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Updated: June 25, 2025
As I still believed you capable of remorse and confession, I twice allowed you to see I was on your track: once in the garb of an itinerant negro minstrel, and the second time as a workman looking in the window of the pawnshop where you pledged your booty." "But," I burst out, "if you had asked the pawnbroker, you would have seen how unjust"
These two boy friends, and their boyish friendship that was to withstand adversity and prosperity, and all that remained of it was this inscription to its memory like the wording on a tomb! "He couldn't have got so much on it any way," said the pawnbroker, entering into her humor. "I didn't lend him more'n a quarter of a dollar at the most."
To a man of imagination like myself it's quite easy to fancy that there is one of your brown friend's pet devils crouching under the counter ready to spring." The pawnbroker grunted and opened the door. "Poof, fog," said Levi, as a cloud streamed in. "Bad night for pistol practice. I shan't be able to hit anything." The two men stood in the doorway for a minute, trying to peer through the fog.
Solomon Barzinsky, Ephraim Mendel, and Peleg the pawnbroker were all rapt in equal piety, while the rest of the congregation was shaken with dreadful gossip about them. Their shops were open, too, it would seem. Immediately after the service the Parnass arrested Solomon Barzinsky's exit, and asked him if the rumour were true. 'Perfectly true, replied Solomon placidly.
'No a private loan. 'Whom from? 'From me, Sampson Levi. You look surprised. If you'd lived in London a little longer, you'd know that I was just the person the Prince would come to. Perhaps you aren't aware that down Throgmorton Street way I'm called "The Court Pawnbroker", because I arrange loans for the minor, second-class Princes of Europe.
Then, when he had played sufficiently, he held a consultation with divers waning appetites; and he married the handsome daughter of an estimable pawnbroker in a fair line of business. And he lived with his wife very much as two people customarily live together. So, all in all, I would not say his life was ruined." "Why, then, it was," said Dorothy.
Jenny was very melancholy at his return, and giving him three guineas, told him that it was all the pawnbroker would lend, and she had much ado to get that, as she was not known. Tim bid her be of good cheer, and said he hoped things would mend, and so they went to bed.
"What do you think of that, my Christian friend?" he said with a show of jocularity that didn't ring quite true. The pawnbroker bent his dull face close to the article; it was gold. A pretty trinket, set with a number of brilliants, it might have come from the Rue Royale or the Rue de la Paix. "Cost about five hundred francs," observed Mr. Heatherbloom, watching the other closely.
Alas! a pawnbroker could not have been more practical and commonplace, for this was what the kneeling woman said to the woman upright this and nothing more: "Eh, what extravagance!" O nineteenth century, wonderful art thou indeed wonderful, but wearisome in thy stale and deadly uniformity. Thy men are more like numerals than men.
Without another word the stranger turned to the pawnbroker, who, taking a pocket-book from his coat, counted out the amount in notes. These, after the sailor had examined them in every possible manner, he rolled up and put in his pocket, then without a word he took out the diamond again and laid it silently on the table. Mr.
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