I know your name is Isaacs; but, frankly, I do not comprehend how you came by the appellation, for I do not believe you are either, English, American, or Jewish of origin." "Quite right," he replied, "I am neither Yankee, Jew, nor beef-eater; in fact, I am not a European at all.

And since you probably would not guess my nationality, I will tell you that I am a Persian, a pure Iranian, a degenerate descendant of Zoroaster, as you call him, though by religion I follow the prophet, whose name be blessed," he added, with an expression of face I did not then understand.

"I call myself Isaacs for convenience in business.

There is no concealment about it, as many know my story; but it has an attractive Semitic twang that suite my occupation, and is simpler and shorter for Englishmen to write than Abdul Hafizben-Isak, which is my lawful name." "Since you lay sufficient store by your business to have been willing to change your name, may I inquire what your business is?
It seems to be a lucrative one, to judge by the accumulations of wealth you have allowed me a glimpse of." "Yes.

Wealth is my occupation.