Leaving the ambassador I went to see Boaz, whom I found at table in the midst of a numerous and ugly family. He read my letter and told me he had just received a letter from M. Corneman in which I was highly commended to him. By way of a joke he said that as it was Christmas Eve he supposed I should be going to rock the infant Jesus asleep, but I answered that I was come to keep the Feast of the Maccabees with him--a reply which gained me the applause of the whole family and an invitation to stay with them. I accepted the offer without hesitation, and I told my servant to fetch my baggage from the hotel. Before leaving the banker I asked him to shew me some way of making twenty thousand florins in the short time I was going to stay in Holland. Taking me quite seriously he replied that the thing might easily be done and that he would think it over. The next morning after breakfast, Boaz said, “I have solved your problem, sir; come in here and I will tell you about it.” He took me into his private office, and, after counting out three thousand florins in notes and gold, he told me that if I liked I could undoubtedly make the twenty thousand florins I had spoken of. Much surprised at the ease with which money may be got in Holland, as I had been merely jesting in the remarks I had made, I thanked him for his kindness, and listened to his explanation. “Look at this note,” said he, “which I received this morning from the Mint. It informs me that an issue of four hundred thousand ducats is about to be made which will be disposed of at the current rate of gold, which is fortunately not high just now. Each ducat will fetch five florins, two stivers and three-fifths. This is the rate of exchange with Frankfort. Buy in four hundred thousand ducats; take them or send them to Frankfort, with bills of exchange on Amsterdam, and your business is done. On every ducat you will make a stiver and one-ninth, which comes to twenty-two thousand, two hundred and twenty-two of our florins. Get hold of the gold to-day, and in a week you will have your clear profit. That’s my idea.” “But,” said I, “will the clerks of the Mint trust me with such a sum?” “Certainly not, unless you pay them in current money or in good paper.” “My dear sir, I have neither money nor credit to that amount.” “Then you will certainly never make twenty thousand florins in a week. By the way you talked yesterday I took you for a millionaire.” “I am very sorry you were so mistaken.” “I shall get one of my sons to transact the business to-day.” After giving me this rather sharp lesson, M. Boaz went into his office, and I went to dress.