You've paid us wages these nine years, haven't you; and what right had we to any, being slaves?
You will not take it, my lord?
Well, then, my dear master, if I must go, if I must leave you, take my papers and sell me to some one.

I shall not care, and you have a right to do it.

Perhaps I'll get another good master--who knows ?" Her brows had been knitted, and she had tried to look stern and angry, but suddenly her cheeks were a flood of tears.
"I'm a fool!" she cried.

"I'll never get a good master again; but if I get a bad one, and he beats me, I'll not mind, for I'll think of you, and my precious jewel of gold and silver, my pretty gazelle, Naomi--Allah preserve her!--that you took my money, and I'm bearing it for both of you, as we might say--working for you--night and day--night and day--" Israel could endure no more.

He rose up and fled out of the patio into his own room, to bury his swimming face.