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 the merchant who was to pay the money, not known. This thought afforded me pleasure, though I could expect nothing but misery if ifif [sic] it should prove true."

"I hastened to the host, shewing him my draughts, under the pretext as if I wanted to know the direction of a merchant. He described the house and the street where he lived. I was frightened and went that same morning to the merchant. He looked slightly at the paper, but very seriously at me, and his eyes seemed to denote astonishment and pity. I expected, joyfully, that the bills would be protested; however, I was mistaken. He opened, sighing, his drawers, and counted down two hundred dollars, still looking at me with astonishment. I put the money in my pocket, and, being convinced that he pitied me for being obliged to that stranger, I took the liberty of asking him, by whom he was to be repaid; upon which he appeared to be disconcerted, shrugged his shoulders, muttered some unintelligible words, and left me