And the goldsmith, weeping: "My Lord," said he, "do not take it all."

"I shall take what I will," said Halewyn; and he filled his money-bag.

And in this way he took from the goldsmith more than seven hundred

golden bezants.

Then, seeing the poor man lamenting his lot, he struck him two or

three hard blows, telling him not to whine so loud, and that before

the month was out he would take from him double the amount.

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