Give me the pen that I may make my mark upon the paper.

But first do you swear upon the red stone that you will perform what you undertake in this writing." So Leonard laughed, swore, and signed, and Soa made her mark.

Then Otter affixed his, as witness to the deed, and the thing was finished.
Laughing again at the comicality of the transaction, which indeed he had carried out more by way of joke than for any other reason, Leonard put the prayer-book in his pocket and the great ruby into a division of his belt.

The old woman watched the stone vanish with an expression of triumph on her face, then she cried exultingly: "Ah! White Man, you have taken my pay, and now you are my servant to the end.

He who swears upon the blood of Aca swears an oath indeed, and woe be to him if he should break it." "Quite so," answered Leonard; "I have taken your pay and I mean to earn it, so we need not enter into the matter of the blood of Aca.