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A CRUSADE IN THE EAST. 
nothing but English, in addition to his native language, and 
Doctor Mendoza was not very proficient in either tongue ; 
“ Wat hiss de name of dis place?” 
“ Um call um-er-r-a—e-r-r-a ; wat you say, sare?” 
“Wat hiss de name?” 
“ Oh, de name ; me know de name ; me tell you by’m by. 
Dis great place, shentlemans ; much great ting happen here 
in ancient time; grand ting happen here. Dey stop here ; 
much grand feast; plenty people ; Oh, great ting happen 
here.” 
“But wat hiss it? Wat gran ting—wat gran feast you 
call her?” 
“ She call ! um feast, wat de plenty people have wen dey 
come dis way ; Oh, much fine time ! Dere’s de mark, shen- 
tlemans ; on de rock dere you see de mark.” 
Doctor Mendoza looked at the rock, but could make no¬ 
thing of the mark. Evidently it was all Greek to him, for 
it perplexed and irritated him exceedingly. 
“ By dam ! you no conosce nienta ! Mal-a-detta ! wat you 
call herself? heh ? you call herself dragoman? One multo 
buono dragoman she be! Sacr-r-r-r diabolo!” 
“ Yes, shentlemans; me dragoman; me plenty recommend¬ 
ation; me know more all dragomans in Atens! All Amer¬ 
ican shentlemans say me good dragoman ; all English shen¬ 
tlemans say me good dragoman; every body say me good 
dragoman.” 
“ Den wat for you no conosce de name of dis place ?” 
“ De name? Oh de name sare? yes sare: me know de 
name well as any body. De name’s er-r-ra—er-r-ra ; you 
know dis de place, shentlemans, were de plenty peoples come 
for de gran ting; much grand feast. Dat’s de name; same 
name wot you find in de book, yes sare. Me best dragoman 
in Atens ; all de shentlemans say me de best. Me know de 
name all de place.” 
“ Andate !” roared the Portuguese, turning furiously to the 
driver; “ Tis imposs to understan dat, she no speak Inglees!” 
and away we rolled over the road, as fast as two skeletons of 
horses could drag us. Presently the carriage stopped again, 
