clenched hands and red face looked quite apoplectic. “Youthink so; well, then, I will go to Scutari, and I will not cross the Bosphorus, neither will I pay the fine.”

Really!” “Even if I have to go all round the Black Sea,” said Kéraban in conclusion. “Sevenhundred leagues to save ten paras!” exclaimed the chief of police, shrugging his shoulders. “Sevenhundred leagues! A thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand!” shouted Kéraban the obstinate; “wereit a question of only five—two-—-or even a single para.” “But,my friend—” began Van Mitten. - “Letme alone, I tell you!” exclaimed Kéraban, putting him aside. “Heis off now,” muttered Bruno. “And,”continued Kéraban to the chief of police, “Iwill go through Turkey and the Chersonese, I will cross the Caucasus, walk through Anatolia, and reach Scutari without having paid a single para of your iniquitous impost.” “Weshall see about that,” responded the chief of police. “Youshall see it all,” retorted Kéraban, now thoroughly roused, “andI will start this evening.” “DñzbleI” exclaimed Captain Yarhud to his friend Scarpante, who had not lost a word of this discussion. “Thiswill rather disarrange our plans!” “Yes,indeed,” replied the other. “Avery little would induce this headstrong fellow to persist in his mad project; and if so, he will pass Odessa, when the marriage may be concluded.” “But;’again said Van Mttten to Kéraban, with the hope of dissuading him from,his mad project, “youmust.—.” “Willyou be quiet? Leave me alone!” said Kéraban. “Rememberthe marriage of your nephew Ahmet,” said Van Mitten persistently. “Wewill see that is completed.” Scarpante then whispered to Yarhud aside,— “Wehave not an hour to lose.”