suppose you will feed us better than we have been fed of late?"
"That will I, father, but there is no pay attached to your offices, for slaves, you know, get no wages."
"They get splendid habiliments, it would seem," observed Francisco, regarding his son with twinkling, eyes. "But come, Lucien, I am all impatience to begin the work of under-secretary of state! You bear in remembrance, I trust, that I can read and write nothing save my mother tongue?"
"Yes; Italian will suffice, father; such of the duties as you fail to perform I can easily fulfil.—Now, Mariano," he said, taking his brother aside, and speaking in a low earnest tone, "see that you act wisely in the situation I have selected for you. The Jew is a kind, good man, despite what is said about his worship of Mammon. I would that all in this city were like him, for in that case we should have no slavery. During the short period I have held my office, my eyes have been opened to much that I may not mention. There, the very walls of this palace have ears! I have said enough. You remember Angela?"
"Remember her!" exclaimed Mariano, with a deep flush and a look of intense surprise, "how can you ask me, Lucien?"
"Well, you will hear of her from Bacri. Goodbye—go!"
