He opened the fence; both friends were fairly pushed in and took their places upon the bench, where they, at all events, found themselves out of the crowd.
"Will the noble gentleman hold this goblet ?" said the juggler, and handed Otto one from his apparatus.

Otto glanced at the man: he was occupied with his art; but Otto's cheek and forehead were colored with a sudden crimson, which was immediately afterward supplanted by a deathly paleness: his hand trembled, but this lasted only a moment; he gathered all his strength of mind together and appeared the same as before.
"That was a very good trick!" said Wilhelm.
"Yes, certainly!" answered Otto; but he had seen nothing whatsoever.

His soul was strangely affected.

The man exhibited several other tricks, and then approached with the plate.

Otto laid down a mark, and then rose to depart.