A most dilapidated tramp is ruefully
contemplating some coins which lie in his open palm.
"Well, begging is getting played out. Only about
five marks ($1.25) for the whole day; many an official
makes more!" And I call to mind a picture of a commercial
traveler who is about to unroll his samples:
MERCHANT (pettishly). - NO, don't. I don't want to buy anything!
DRUMMER. - If you please, I was only going to show you -
MERCHANT. - But I don't wish to see them!
DRUMMER (after a pause, pleadingly). - But do you you mind
letting ME look at them! I haven't seen them for three weeks!
End of A Tramp Abroad, by Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens)
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