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"
A
cup
of
wine
will
do
thee
no
harm
,
"
he
added
,
filling
and
handing
to
the
swineherd
a
richer
drought
than
Gurth
had
ever
before
tasted
.
"
And
how
much
money
,
"
continued
Isaac
,
"
has
thou
brought
with
thee
?
"
"
Holy
Virgin
!
"
said
Gurth
,
setting
down
the
cup
,
"
what
nectar
these
unbelieving
dogs
drink
,
while
true
Christians
are
fain
to
quaff
ale
as
muddy
and
thick
as
the
draff
we
give
to
hogs
!
--
What
money
have
I
brought
with
me
?
"
continued
the
Saxon
,
when
he
had
finished
this
uncivil
ejaculation
,
"
even
but
a
small
sum
;
something
in
hand
the
whilst
.
What
,
Isaac
!
thou
must
bear
a
conscience
,
though
it
be
a
Jewish
one
.
"
"
Nay
,
but
,
"
said
Isaac
,
"
thy
master
has
won
goodly
steeds
and
rich
armours
with
the
strength
of
his
lance
,
and
of
his
right
hand
--
but
'
tis
a
good
youth
--
the
Jew
will
take
these
in
present
payment
,
and
render
him
back
the
surplus
.
"
"
My
master
has
disposed
of
them
already
,
"
said
Gurth
.
"
Ah
!
that
was
wrong
,
"
said
the
Jew
,
"
that
was
the
part
of
a
fool
.
No
Christians
here
could
buy
so
many
horses
and
armour
--
no
Jew
except
myself
would
give
him
half
the
values
.
But
thou
hast
a
hundred
zecchins
with
thee
in
that
bag
,
"
said
Isaac
,
prying
under
Gurth
's
cloak
,
"
it
is
a
heavy
one
.
"
"
I
have
heads
for
cross-bow
bolts
in
it
,
"
said
Gurth
,
readily
.
"
Well
,
then
"
--
said
Isaac
,
panting
and
hesitating
between
habitual
love
of
gain
and
a
new-born
desire
to
be
liberal
in
the
present
instance
,
"
if
I
should
say
that
I
would
take
eighty
zecchins
for
the
good
steed
and
the
rich
armour
,
which
leaves
me
not
a
guilder
's
profit
,
have
you
money
to
pay
me
?
"
"
Barely
,
"
said
Gurth
,
though
the
sum
demanded
was
more
reasonable
than
he
expected
,
"
and
it
will
leave
my
master
nigh
penniless
.
Nevertheless
,
if
such
be
your
least
offer
,
I
must
be
content
.
"
"
Fill
thyself
another
goblet
of
wine
,
"
said
the
Jew
.
"
Ah
!
eighty
zecchins
is
too
little
.
It
leaveth
no
profit
for
the
usages
of
the
moneys
;
and
,
besides
,
the
good
horse
may
have
suffered
wrong
in
this
day
's
encounter
.
O
,
it
was
a
hard
and
a
dangerous
meeting
!
man
and
steed
rushing
on
each
other
like
wild
bulls
of
Bashan
!
The
horse
can
not
but
have
had
wrong
.
"
"
And
I
say
,
"
replied
Gurth
,
"
he
is
sound
,
wind
and
limb
;
and
you
may
see
him
now
,
in
your
stable
.
And
I
say
,
over
and
above
,
that
seventy
zecchins
is
enough
for
the
armour
,
and
I
hope
a
Christian
's
word
is
as
good
as
a
Jew
's
.
If
you
will
not
take
seventy
,
I
will
carry
this
bag
"
(
and
he
shook
it
till
the
contents
jingled
)
"
back
to
my
master
.
"
