Wellesley:
Pity about James Rothschild. I presume he's left the country?
Major Hogan:
On the contrary, sir...
Richard Sharpe:
He's here in this room, sir.
[to Hogan's surprise, Sharpe turns and plucks off "Mrs. Parker's" wig. James Rothschild laughs and pulls an envelope from under his skirt]
James Rothschild:
Your banker's draft, Sir Arthur.
[to Sharpe]
James Rothschild:
How did you know?
Richard Sharpe:
You smelled of Turkish tobacco, the kind you can't get in Spain. You wouldn't eat your roast pork at the monastery. And I remember you speaking Yiddish in the coach.
James Rothschild:
[laughs]
Sir, you are an edel mensch - a gentleman.
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