There, then, thus far thou hast my confidence.

Close hands on our bargain.

Close hands, did I say?
Where is the hand that should be the pledge and representative of Ramorny's plighted word?
Is it nailed on the public pillory, or flung as offal to the houseless dogs, who are even now snarling over it?
Lay thy finger on the mutilated stump, then, and swear to be a faithful actor in my revenge, as I shall be in yours.

How now, sir leech look you pale--you, who say to death, stand back or advance, can you tremble to think of him or to hear him named?
I have not mentioned your fee, for one who loves revenge for itself requires no deeper bribe; yet, if broad lands and large sums of gold can increase thy zeal in a brave cause, believe me, these shall not be lacking." "They tell for something in my humble wishes," said Dwining: "the poor man in this bustling world is thrust down like a dwarf in a crowd, and so trodden under foot; the rich and powerful rise like giants above the press, and are at ease, while all is turmoil around them." "Then shalt thou arise above the press, mediciner, as high as gold can raise thee.

This purse is weighty, yet it is but an earnest of thy guerdon." "And this Smith, my noble benefactor," said the leech, as he pouched the gratuity--"this Henry of the Wynd, or what ever is his name--would not the news that he hath paid the penalty of his action assuage the pain of thy knighthood's wound better than the balm of Mecca with which I have salved it ?" "He is beneath the thoughts of Ramorny; and I have no more resentment against him than I have ill will at the senseless weapon which he swayed.