If it was five times what you want, he should have it.

Do you hear?
Five times!" Isaac threw himself into his chair and sat with his chin in his hand.
The last few words had come in a dry, choking whisper--as if they had been pumped from the depths of his heart.
Jack instinctively put out his hand and touched the Jew's knee.
"Will you please forgive me, Mr.Cohen--and will you please listen to me.

I won't tell you a lie.

I did feel that way at first--I do not now.
I will take the bonds, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for them.

You will never know how much good they will do; I have hardly slept since I knew I had to get this money.