Let no man have any traffic with wine or women.

If we commit no blunder, in less than twenty-four hours we shall be far away, each of us many times a millionaire.

Watch your step!" The six men returned, carrying the blanket that contained the sacred things.

At the Master's command, they laid the heavy bundle on the grass before the Olema and his beaten men.
"Behold!" cried the Master.

"Gifts without price or calculation! Holy gifts rescued from unworthy hands, to be delivered into the hands of True Believers!" And with swift gestures he flung back the enveloping folds of the blanket, as if only he, the Master, could do this thing.