a hurried emergency meeting of the executive sub-committee was called.

'he has swindled us,' said solomon barzinsky. 'this paper signed by him merely undertakes to shut up his shop. and he will plead he meant for a day or two.'

'and he agreed to leave the town,' wailed peleg, 'but he meant to buy goods.'

'well, we can have the law of him,' said mendel. 'we paid him compensation for disturbance.'

'and can't he claim he was disturbed?' shrieked barzinsky. 'his whole stock turned upside down!'

'let him claim!' said mendel. 'there is such a thing as obtaining money under false pretences.'

'and such a thing as becoming the laughing-stock of the heathen,' said peleg. 'we must grin and bear it ourselves.'

'it's all very well for you to grin,' said solomon tartly. 'we've got to bear it. you didn't take over any of his old rubbish.'

'didn't i, indeed? what about the barometer?'

'confound your barometer!' cried ephraim mendel. 'i'll have the law of him; i've made up my mind.'

'well, you'll have to bear the cost, then,' said peleg. 'it's none of my business.'

'yes, it is,' shouted mendel. 'as a member of the sub-committee you can't dissociate yourselves from us.'

'a nice idea that—i'm to be dragged into your law-suits!'

[166]'hush, leave off these squabbles!' said solomon barzinsky. 'the law is slow, and not even sure. the time has come for desperate measures. we must root out the plague-spot with our own hands.'

'hear, hear,' said the rest of the sub-committee.