Japhet, in Search of a Father by Frederick Marryat
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scruples may some day be removed. I make the most of my wares--every
merchant does the same. I practise upon the folly of mankind--it is on that, that wise men live." Timothy gave me a push, and nodded his head for me to give my consent. I reflected a few seconds, and at last I extended my hand. "I consent," replied I, "with the reservation I have made." "You will not repent," said he; "and I will take your companion, not that I want him particularly, but I do want you. The fact is, I want a lad of gentlemanly address, and handsome appearance--with the very knowledge you possess--and now we will say no more for the present. By-the-bye, was that real Latin of yours?" "No," replied I, laughing; "you quoted the grammar, and I replied with medical prescriptions. One was as good as the other." "Quite--nay, better; for the school-boys may find me out, but not you. But now observe, when we come to the next cross road, we must get down--at least, I expect so; but we shall know in a minute." In about the time he mentioned, a dark, gipsy-looking man looked into the wagon, and spoke to our acquaintance in an unknown language. He replied in the same, and the man disappeared. We continued our route for about a quarter of an hour, when he got out, asked us to follow him, and speaking a few words to the fool, which I did not hear, left him and the boy in the wagon. We paid our fare, took possession of our bundles, and followed our new companion for a few minutes on the cross road, when he stopped, and said, "I must now leave you, to prepare for your reception into our fraternity; continue straight on this road until you arrive at |
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