Ith it not ?" said Brother Demetrius, with an inducive smile.

"It ith de betht in de worl', dis chocolate." "Don't you believe him," said Brother Eusebius, "he's known as the oldest of the Roman frauds.

Wants your money, that's what he wants." Brother Demetrius shook his fist in amicable, wagging protest.

"That's the way he goes on, you know--quarrelsome old party.

But I don't say it's bad chocolate.