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Chapter 33

           "SirPrior,"hesaid,"thoublowestamerrynote,butitmaynotransomthee—wecannotafford,asthelegendonagoodknight’sshieldhathit,tosettheefreeforablast.Moreover,Ihavefoundthee—thouartoneofthose,who,withnewFrenchgracesandTra-li-ras,disturbtheancientEnglishbuglenotes.—Prior,thatlastflourishontherecheathathaddedfiftycrownstothyransom,forcorruptingthetrueoldmanlyblastsofvenerie."

           "Well,friend,"saidtheAbbot,peevishly,"thouartilltopleasewiththywoodcraft.Ipraytheebemoreconformableinthismatterofmyransom.Ataword—sinceImustneeds,foronce,holdacandletothedevil—whatransomamItopayforwalkingonWatling-street,withouthavingfiftymenatmyback?"

           "Wereitnotwell,"saidtheLieutenantofthegangaparttotheCaptain,"thatthePriorshouldnametheJew’sransom,andtheJewnamethePrior’s?"

           "Thouartamadknave,"saidtheCaptain,"butthyplantranscends!—Here,Jew,stepforth—LookatthatholyFatherAymer,PrioroftherichAbbeyofJorvaulx,andtellusatwhatransomweshouldholdhim?—Thouknowesttheincomeofhisconvent,Iwarrantthee."

           "O,assuredly,"saidIsaac."Ihavetraffickedwiththegoodfathers,andboughtwheatandbarley,andfruitsoftheearth,andalsomuchwool.O,itisarichabbey-stede,andtheydoliveuponthefat,anddrinkthesweetwinesuponthelees,thesegoodfathersofJorvaulx.

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