"By St Dunstan," said Gurth, as he stumbled up the dark avenue, "this

is no Jewess, but an angel from heaven! Ten zecchins from my brave young

master--twenty from this pearl of Zion--Oh, happy day!--Such another,

Gurth, will redeem thy bondage, and make thee a brother as free of thy

guild as the best. And then do I lay down my swineherd's horn and staff,

and take the freeman's sword and buckler, and follow my young master to

the death, without hiding either my face or my name."




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