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The murmur was increasing. Suddenly Jankiel asked a hearing,

jumped on a bench, took his stand on it, and thus raised above

their heads a beard like a tavern bush, which hung down to his

belt. With his right hand he slowly took from his head his

foxskin hat, with his left he adjusted his disordered skull-cap;

then he tucked his right hand in his girdle and spoke thus,

bowing low to all with his foxskin hat:-