--and that much to return. So I
should have but a couple of days to myself, after all my trouble and
expense."

"What is the fare?" asked Roth.

"About thirty marks, and I haven't that much to spare."

Roth laughed disdainfully.

"Such a trifle only! Ho ho ho!"

"Well, you can laugh, of course," retorted Schmitz, good-naturedly.
"It wouldn't mean anything to you. But suppose you haven't got that
much money, what then?"

"I'll lend you that trifle," said the "Vice," pompously.

"Say, you must have been winning in the lottery, old friend! You're
spending money like water for some time past. Every short while you're
making a run into town; you're smoking genuine Havanas; and you're
even ready to lend money! At the very least you must have come into an
inheritance."

"No, mine is not dead men's money," Roth sneered. "All it takes is to
be shrewd and to gather up all the money that crosses your path."

"I suppose you've slain a rich Jew!"[12]

[12] "Slain a rich Jew," a German phrase for "suddenly
acquired wealth."--TR.

"Not precisely," said Roth, mysteriously.

"Well, I don't catch your meaning," put in the other.

Roth winked at his wife and then at Schmitz, to show that she was not
to hear his confidences; but when she rose immediately after, to fetch
another bottle of wine, he said in whispers:

"I'll tell you, if you want to know; but--" he put his index finger
significantly to his mouth--"Mum's the word!"

"Oh, of course; don't be afraid. I never betray my pals!"

"Well, then, I will tell you. This is the second time I am in command
of the reserves. Last time we had a whole lot of one year's volunteers
amongst them, mostly well-to-do farmer boys. You remember 'Fatty'
Kramer, that swine, and Rossbach, whose father at home has twelve
horses in the stable, and Scheller, the fellow who was always running
after the girls, and that whole crowd? Fellows of that sort, you see,
don't know what to do with their money, and I wouldn't be such an ass
as to give them their pay, their uniform allowance, and so on; they
don't care about those measly few coins. Scheller, besides, gave me a
chance to make some money outside of that. The last night before he
had finished his two years, I happened to inspect his quarters, it
being considerably past taps. And what do I see but this very fellow,
Scheller, together with--well, you know--and as I was just about to
raise the deuce, he whispers in my ear: 'Don't sa