"Alas! alas! Domnule, give not away uncoined gold.

Rather squander coined gold in heaps.

The other is of itself a witness against us and thereby we shall furnish a clue to our enemies." "It is in a good place," replied Fatia Negra; "it is on Anicza's arm and there it will keep silence." Anicza replied to this apology with ten kisses.

And she calculated rightly.

This necklace weighed exactly ten double ducats--but the kisses also were double ones.
Then Fatia Negra led them to another machine which cut round gold pieces out of the rolled out "Zain." He showed the girl how every clipper, how every screw beneath the impulsion of the piston did its proper share of the work, and how the whole process was set going by steam power from without and could therefore be directed and controlled by one man with another man to relieve him at intervals.
"Dumnezu!"[20] sighed old Onucz, "when I think that fifty years ago we did all this with only our hammers and chisels! We sweated two whole days over a piece of work which this marvel can do in an hour.