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"Donner _und blitz_! " exclaimed Herr Schlager, when he realized that the wet and sandy bag on the counter before him contained money, for he was too familiar with the chink of gold to mistake the sound. _"Was haben sie, hier, Leopold? "_
"Money, gold, specie, coin, _geld_," replied the boatman, hardly less excited than his Teutonic uncle.