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and candlesticks and pearl vestments, would be money like this. These bars of gold and silver would be cut into round flakes and each flake stamped with a picture. The picture would be more than a picture. Like the kiss of a saint, it would endow the flake with power; the picture would give it a character and a curious, compelling soul. He flung the coins into a heap and patiently set about to rebuild them. Enough towers for Jerusalem!

Now Ysobel came from the patio and stood beside him.

“What an amount of money,” she said. “Is that my ransom?”

“Yes; it is the gold which purchases you.”

“But what a very great deal! Am I worth that much, do you think?”

“To your husband you are. He paid it for you.” He moved ten towers into a line.

“And to you—how much? How many of these golden chips?”

“You must have been worth that much to me. I stated the price.”

“Wouldn't they skip well on the water!” she said. “How they would skip! Do you know, I can throw like a boy, with my arm bent.”

“It was said you were capable,” he announced.

“But am I really worth that much?”

“The money is here, and you are to go. It has bought you. A thing must be worth what is paid for it, or there could be no trade.”

“It is good,” she said. “It is comforting to know