By this time everybody in the car was staring at the Jew and the dudish fellow beside whom Solomon had taken a seat. The latter was a youth of uncertain age, with an insipid mustache, a sallow face, and spectacles of colored glass, which seemed to indicate that he had weak eyes. He was dressed, as far as possible, in imitation of an English tourist. The Jew, who had given his name as "Solomon Rosenbum, vid der accent on der bum," was a rather disreputable-looking man of about thirty, having the appearance of the Jew peddler, and carrying a pack, which he had stuffed down between his knees and the back of the next seat, thus completely fencing in Cholly De Smythe. "Will you wemove yourthelf fwom this theat?" squawked the dude, in a flutter. "Say, mein friendt, you vas nervous. Now, I dell you vat you do vor dat. Shust dake a pottle of Snyde's Shain-Lighdning Nearf Regulardor. Id vill simbly gost you von tollar a pottle, dree bottles vor dwo tollars. I haf shust dree pottles left. Vill you dake 'em?" Solomon began to untie his pack. "Stop it!" squealed Cholly, in terror. "I don't want your nawsty stuff, don't yer know!" "Berhaps I know petter dan vat you do. I haf studied to pe a horse toctor, und I make a sbecialty uf shack-asses." "You wude thing!" The other passengers in the car were enjoying all this, and the laughter that had begun with the first passage between the two now threatened to swell to a tumult. "Uf one pottle don'd gure you, der dree pottles vill--or kill you, und nopody vill mindt dot." "Go'way!" "Vill you half der dree pottles?" "No, thir!" "Veil, dake von uf dem ad sefenty-fife cends." "Get out!" "I alvays haf von brice vor all uf mine goots, und I nefer make a bractice uf dakin' off a cend; but I see dat you vas on der verge uf nerfus brosdration, und I vant to safe your life, so I vill sell you von pottle vor a hellufer-tollar." "I don't want it--I won't take the nawsty stuff!" "Dat vas too sheap at hellufer-tollar, but in your gase I vill make an eggsception, und you may haf von pottle vor a qvarter. Dake id qvick, before I shange my mindt." "Help! Take the w'etch away!" "Moses in der pulrushes! Vat you vant? Vas you dryin' to ruin me? Dot medicine gost me ninedy-dree cends a pottle, und I don'd ged a cend discoundt uf I puy dwo pottles. Dake a pottle ad dwenty cends, und I vill go indo pankrupcy." "Conductaw! Conductaw!" squawked Cholly. "What is all this noise about?" demanded the conductor, as he came hastily down the aisle and stood scowling at Cholly. He had overheard all that passed, and he was enjoying it as much as any of the passengers. "Conductaw," said the dude, with great dignity, "I wish you to instantly wemove this verwy insolent cwecher. He cwoded in thith theat without awsking leave." "Have you paid for a whole seat?" "I have paid one fare, thir, and ----" "So has this gentleman. He is entitled to half of this seat, if he chooses to sit here. Don't bother me again."