Grumbling at his forgetfulness, he hurried along the street,
determined to waste no time. On occasions he could relinquish his lazy,
slouching gait, and he would hurry always to obey the commands of
the king his son. A pleasant smile at the thought of the pleasure his
present would cause softened the sinister mould of his lips, and he sang
softly to himself as he moved quickly cityward.
Before he had gone many yards an oath broke in upon the music, and he
darted swiftly under the shadow of a wall; for coming forward him was
Amos the Jew. But the old man's sharp eyes detected the victim, and,
following Gregorio into his hiding-place, Amos laid his hand upon the
Greek.
"Why do you try to hide when we have so much to say to one another?"
Gregorio shook himself from the Jew's touch and professed ignorance of
the necessity for speech.
"Come, come, my friend, the money you borrowed is still owing in part."
"But you will be paid. We are saving money; we cannot put by all we
earn--we must live."
"I will be paid now; if I am not, you are to blame for the
consequences.
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