BC Trente Trois

     "You need not count for me. I'll do the little I can. At least, I won't be the last to speak. Paul will be. I'll steal his tale. Hehe."

      "Quit the flaunting. Let's here the tale."

       That was Dar.

       "Yanyanyan. Alright...

      There was once a pious old man, who was exceedingly rich. He had but

one son, whose name was Jochanan. This Jochanan had a beautiful and

pious wife. When his father was about to die he called his son and

exhorted him to occupy himself with God’s precepts and to continually perform

acts of charity. He bequeathed to him all his wealth, saying, ‘‘When the days of

thy mourning are over, go into the street and remain there until thou seest a