Jules Verne,
Hector Servadac (Frewer translation…
(1906)
“ The Jew trembled from head to foot.“But I cannot let you into my cabin. I am a pool man; I have nothing to give you,” he moaned piteously.“Here he is!” laughed Ben Zoof, contemptuously; “he is beginning his chapter of lamentations over again. But standing out here will never do. Out of the way, old Hakkabut, I say! out of the way!” and, without more ado, he thrust the astonished Jew on one side and opened the door of the cabin. ”
