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Who are you?



We are beggars.



Beggars! I should never have believed that there are so many beggars in the world.



There are many of us.



Beggars, eh? Only beggars. Oh, I see that there are many of you—many beyond question—in fact, too many. Upon my soul, I am appalled to think that there can be so many of you.



Sir, our numbers are steadily increasing; more and more of us are coming along.



And where are you bound for?



We’re on our way to the Land of Hopes.