The others only shrugged their shoulders.

Such dreadful sights fed their eyes daily till they learned to take little note of them.
In a deserted place on the farther side of the bridge they halted, and Hugh said to the Jewish widow: "Woman, here is Avignon, where you tell us there are those who will befriend you, so now let us part.

We have done what we can for you and it is not safe either for you or for us that we should be seen together in this Christian city." "Sir, you speak well," she answered.

"Be pleased ere we separate, to meet no more perchance, to tell me your names that I may remember them and hand them down among my people from generation to generation." So he told her, and thrust onto her a gift of money and the most of such food as remained to them.

Then the poor woman lifted up her arms and said: "I, Rebecca, daughter of Onias and wife of Nathan, call down on you, Hugh de Cressi, Richard Archer and David Day, and on your children forever, the blessings of Jehovah, because you have rescued the widow and her children from the fire and avenged the murder of the husband and the father.