An old mountebank sat counting a handful of coppers, grumbling and growling the while.

Monsieur," the old mountebank said to me; "it is a matter of exercise and habit, that is all!

I had recognized a great artist in the old mountebank, and I was quite sure that he was altogether incapable of any trickery.

The knives were as sharp as razors, and the old mountebank planted them close to the flesh, exactly in the angle between the fingers.