more than two sequins.’
“ ‘For a dealer perhaps; but for me, who engraved it myself, it is hardly worth a piastre.’
“ ‘What is your name?’ inquired the traveller.
“ ‘Luigi Vampa,’ replied the shepherd, with the same air as he would have replied, Alexander, King of Macedon. ‘And yours?’
“ ‘I,’ said the traveller, ‘am called Sinbad the Sailor.’ ”
Franz d’Épinay started with surprise.
“Sinbad the Sailor?” he said.
“Yes,” replied the narrator; “that was the name which the traveller gave to Vampa as his own.”
“Well, and what may you have to say against this name?” inquired Albert; “it is a very pretty name, and the adventures of the gentleman of that name amused me very much in my youth, I must confess.”