There was feasting in the hall of the Guild of Merchant-Venturers at Venice. Then up came a bedragled figure in ragged clothes.
The guard said, "I'm sorry, I could not stop him."
The ragged figure said, "I have come to join your feast".
The man at the head of the table said, "Get out".
The ragged man said, "But I have come from a long journey..."
The reply was,"Haven't they all."
Then the ragged soul strode forward, took out a pouch and as the guests looked on in awe, poured out a cascade of precious jewels from it."
"Who are you?"
Then the reply was, "Marco Polo".
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