He will give me your letter, and I swear to you, I will cross the mountains of Kaf, to deliver you!--I will pay you all back.

By Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob I swear! May my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, if I do not account to you for the last penny!' 'Don't commit yourself to rash promises, my dear lady.

If I am bored with poverty, I can but borrow a few gold pieces of a rabbi, and turn pedler.

I really do not trust you to pay me back, so I shall not be disappointed if you do not.

Why should I ?' 'Because--because--O God! No--never mind! You shall have all back.
Spirit of Elias! where is the black agate?
Why is it not among these ?--The broken half of the black agate talisman!' Raphael turned pale.