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laughingly stepped aside for hientleman! Viva Don Bempo, who pays twenty ducats for a fish!"

"He will certainly not cooes to buy gudgeons!" cried another

"What will you bet that he returns to buy the fish?" said a third

"He will not buy it!" interposed a fourth "These Spaniards have no

money; they are poor devils!"

"Who dares say that?" shrieked another, and now suddenly followed one of

those quarrels which are so quickly excited on the least occasion ae, abuse, and

noise How flashed the eyes, how shook the fists, what threats resounded

there!

"Peace, my dear friends, be quiet, I tell you!" cried the fisherman,

with his stentorian voice "See, there comes a new purchaser for my

fish Be quiet, and let us see how much France is disposed to offer us"

The disturbance subsided as suddenly as it had arisen, and all pressed

nearer; all directed interrogating, curious, expectant glances at Signor

Gianettino, who just at that rave

step, followed by the solemn train of six scullions with their baskets