XXIV.

"Would we were masters now, if but to try Their present lessons on our Pagan friends here," Said Juan,--swallowing a heart-burning sigh: "Heaven help the scholar, whom his fortune sends here!" "Perhaps we shall be one day, by and by," Rejoined the other, "when our bad luck mends here; Meantime (yon old black eunuch seems to eye us) I wish to G--d that somebody would buy us.