“I’ll pay you the three thousand gulden and the six hundred as well, if you let me have the horses quietly, and tell Karasch what you told me, that the prisoner is no witch.”
He laughed again, and with sudden change to earnest he shot a sharp look at me and asked:
“How will you pay? Who are you to have such a sum?”
“No matter who I am. I will send you the money to any place and in any way you name.”
“Horses are horses, and I know who is to pay for the prisoner when we get to Maglai.”
“And I’ll increase the price four thousand gulden if you give me the name of the man who has employed you.”
“I’d like to serve you, if you really had money to throw away like that.”
“I’m paying to avoid trouble and to gain information; but I mean to have the horses in any case. You can choose.”
He paused to think again.
“You must be very rich. If I thought you’d pay, I’d do it.”