The master, even as I required him, took me to the judges, and back to his door, and thrust the awl through my ear into the door, and I was his servant forever.
So I won my Rachel.

And was ever love like mine ?" Esther stooped and kissed him, and they were silent, thinking of the dead.
"My master was drowned at sea, the first sorrow that ever fell upon me," the merchant continued.

"There was mourning in his house, and in mine here in Antioch, my abiding-place at the time.
Now, Esther, mark you! When the good prince was lost, I had risen to be his chief steward, with everything of property belonging to him in my management and control.

Judge you how much he loved and trusted me! I hastened to Jerusalem to render account to the widow.

She continued me in the stewardship.