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Francisco. Lucien at once sprang up the ladder, but looked out cautiously; for the sudden change in the sounds above apprised him that the robbers had left the apartment. He saw them busy ransacking a cupboard in which the Jew had placed a large quantity of plate, a little of which was solid, and a large portion showy, but comparatively valueless. It had been arranged by him in such a way as to make a superb show of wealth, in the hope that it might tempt any who should take a fancy to rob his house to expend much of their labour and energy on that horde, thereby creating an important diversion from much more valuable deposits made elsewhere. So busy were the plunderers that they left the room above the cellar quite unguarded. "The coast is clear," whispered Lucien, looking back. "We must act out our part of janissary and slave, father. Quick! Shoulder this small chest." Francisco obeyed almost mechanically, laid down the crowbar, threw a light chest that chanced to be near at hand on his shoulder, and followed his son silently up the staircase to the entrance-hall of the house, where they found two janissaries guarding the door. "Pretend to stumble, father," whispered Lucien, on observing them. Francisco not only pretended to, but, in his zealous obedience, actually did stumble with such good will that he fell with a heavy crash on the marble pavement, sending the chest violently out at the door into the street, much to the amusement of the two sentinels. "Scoundrel!" cried Lucien furiously, in Turkish, at the same time flourishing his scimitar and bestowing on his submissive parent a most unmerciful kick. "Up, out with you, and shoulder it! See that you mind your feet better, else the bastinado shall make them tingle!" He brushed so savagely past the sentinels that they had not time to stop him, even if so disposed, then turning suddenly back, said-- "Your lantern, friend; one will serve you well enough, and I shall need the other with so awkward a slave." "Here it is, comrade," replied the man; "but who and what hast thou got there?" "Waste not your time in questions," said Lucien hastily; "they have discovered heavy treasure inside, and require the aid of one of you. Surely it needs not two to guard a Jew's door!" He hurried off without awaiting a reply. In perfect silence they traversed several narrow streets without meeting any one. It was nearly dark at the time, and it was e
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