A JEW'S SANCTUM. ' 13 



visitor. Fred, got out, and giving the reins to the 

 tiger, the latter climbed into the vehicle. He was 

 too well instructed in his business not to immediately 

 drive from such a door, and at a proper distance 

 await the reappearance of his master. 



At a library table, in a room at the very back of 

 the house, sat a man, whose peculiar and sinister cast 

 of countenance evidently bespoke the race of his an- 

 cestors. The walls of the apartment exhibiting some 

 pictures of the ancient masters, which were mostly of 

 the highest class, told a tale that, to the initiated, 

 required little explanation as to how they had come 

 into the Jew's possession. He rose on Fred.'s entrance, 

 and energetically, but with well-feigned humility, 

 shook him by the hand. 



" Welcome, my dear sir ! " cried Levi ; "I am 

 happy to congratulate you on your success at Ascot : 

 I am sure I need not tell you how truly delighted I 

 was to hear it." 



" Why, you old sinner," cried Fred., who was too 

 quick not to lay hold of any circumstance he saw he 

 could turn to his advantage, " you learn every thing : 

 but who told you of this ?" 



" Lord H was here this morning and got 



some money of me, saying that he among others had 

 lost considerably to you." 



Bravo H , thought Fred, to himself, you have 



unwittingly given me a lift, serving your own turn at 

 the same time. Capital. 



" You shall be immortalised, Levi," said Fred. 

 " and if you go first I'll have you embalmed at my 

 own particular expense. Why, thou Prince of Egypt, 

 I'll have you made into a mummy, and then daily 

 worship you as my deity of liberality. So you have 



