"Is the gentlemen anonymous? Is he a Great Unknown?" said the broad-chested quoter of Shelley, with a humorous air.
"My name is Daniel Deronda. I am unknown, but not in any sense great." The smile breaking over the stranger's grave face as he said this was so agreeable that there was a general indistinct murmur, equivalent to a "Hear, hear," and the broad man said,
"You recommend the name, sir, and are welcome. Here, Mordecai, come to this corner against me," he added, evidently wishing to give the coziest place to the one who most needed it.
Deronda was well satisfied to get a seat on the opposite side, where his general survey of the party easily included Mordecai, who remained an eminently striking object in this group of sharply-characterized figures, more than one of whom, even to Daniel's little exercised discrimination, seemed probably of Jewish descent.

"Is the gentlemen anonymous? Is he a Great 'Unknown?'" said the quoter of Shelley, with a humorous air.
"My name is Daniel Deronda. I am unknown, but not in any sense great." His smile caused a general indistinct murmur, equivalent to a "Hear, hear."
"You are welcome, sir."
Deronda sat down on the opposite side to Mordecai and the other men, several of whom seemed probably of Jewish descent.
