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"
How
much
is
there
?
"
demanded
the
robber
.
"
Two
hundred
zecchins
.
"
"
Only
two
hundred
zecchins
!
"
said
the
bandit
;
"
your
master
hath
dealt
liberally
by
the
vanquished
,
and
put
them
to
a
cheap
ransom
.
Name
those
who
paid
the
gold
.
"
Gurth
did
so
.
"
The
armour
and
horse
of
the
Templar
Brian
de
Bois-Guilbert
,
at
what
ransom
were
they
held
?
--
Thou
seest
thou
canst
not
deceive
me
.
"
"
My
master
,
"
replied
Gurth
,
"
will
take
nought
from
the
Templar
save
his
life
's
-
blood
.
They
are
on
terms
of
mortal
defiance
,
and
can
not
hold
courteous
intercourse
together
.
"
"
Indeed
!
"
--
repeated
the
robber
,
and
paused
after
he
had
said
the
word
.
"
And
what
wert
thou
now
doing
at
Ashby
with
such
a
charge
in
thy
custody
?
"
"
I
went
thither
to
render
to
Isaac
the
Jew
of
York
,
"
replied
Gurth
,
"
the
price
of
a
suit
of
armour
with
which
he
fitted
my
master
for
this
tournament
.
"
"
And
how
much
didst
thou
pay
to
Isaac
?
--
Methinks
,
to
judge
by
weight
,
there
is
still
two
hundred
zecchins
in
this
pouch
.
"
"
I
paid
to
Isaac
,
"
said
the
Saxon
,
"
eighty
zecchins
,
and
he
restored
me
a
hundred
in
lieu
thereof
.
"
